Have you ever heard sculptors say that they don’t actually sculpt an object; they sculpt away everything that isn’t the object?

Or maybe, he thought now, he just didn't recognize all those other girls. The way a computer drive will spit out a disk if it doesn't recognize the formatting. When he touched Eleanor's hand, he recognized her. He knew.

What if Park realized that all the things he thought were so mysterious and intriguing about her were actually just … bleak?

And sometimes you held somebody’s hand just to prove that you were still alive, and that another human being was there to testify to that fact.

I like science fiction, I like fantasy, I like time travel, so I had this idea: What if you had a phone that could call into the past?

There was something about the music on that tape. It felt different. Like, it set her lungs and her stomach on edge. There was something exciting about it, and something nervous. It made Eleanor feel like everything, like the world, wasn't what she'd thought it was. And that was a good thing. That was the greatest thing.

I don’t just kiss people. Kisses aren’t... just with me.