I'd rather pour myself into a world I love and understand than try to make something up out of nothing.

You look so blindingly cute right now, I feel like I need to make a pinhole in a piece of paper just to look at you.

...and his eyes were so green they could turn carbon dioxide into oxygen.

The strange thing about seeing someone for first time in nine years is the way they look totally different, just for a second, a split second, and then they look at you the way they always have, as if no time has passed between you.

I love you more than I hate everything else.

Wasn’t hitting bottom the thing you had to do to knock some sense into yourself? Wasn’t hitting bottom the thing that showed you which way was up?

His parents never talked about how they met, but when Park was younger, he used to try to imagine it. He loved how much they loved each other. It was the thing he thought about when he woke up scared in the middle of the night. Not that they loved him--they were his parents, they had to love him. That they loved each other. They didn't have to do that.