He looked exactly like a rat. Like the human being version of a rat. Like the villain in a Don Bluth movie.

Nothing was dirty. With Park. Nothing could be shameful. Because Park was the sun, and that was the only way Eleanor could think to explain it.

Can't you just like a girl who likes you back?' 'None of them likes me back. I may as well like the one I really want.

I thought you were just mean," Reagan said. "I liked that about you.

Drinking tequila is more about the journey than the destination

It's okay if you're crazy," he said softly. "You don't even know-" "I don't have to know," he said. "I'm rooting for you.

Don't make me angry-kiss you.