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.

He wished that they could go through life like this. That he could physically put himself between Eleanor and the world.

I want someone whose heart is big enough to hold me.

I'm sort of...coming off a bad relationship," "When did it end?" "Slightly before it started.

But the explanations fell apart in her hands. Everything true was too hard to write--he was too much to lose. Everything she felt for him was too hot to touch.

Looks like somebody's got jungle fever.' 'That's not even the right kind of racist.

If I had an author superpower, I would like to have the ability to stop time for everyone else. I feel like I have to disappear into myself to write books. I go away, into my head, for hours and weeks at a time, and I hate that I miss everything. It's pretty selfish to want to pause other people, isn't it?