If we stop to apologize and forgive each other every time we step on each other’s toes, we’ll never have time to be friends.

Smiling is confusing, she thought. This is why I don’t do it.

Eleanor,” he said, just because he liked saying it, “why do you like me?” “I don’t like you.” He waited. And waited… Then he started to laugh. “You’re kind of mean,” he said. “Don’t laugh. It just encourages me.

She didn't have words for what Levi was. He was a cave painting. He was The Red Ballon. She lifted her heels and pulled him forward until his face was so close, she could look at only one of his eyes at a time. "You're magic," she said.

That moment," she told Cath, "when you realize that a guy's looking at you differently - that you're taking up more space in his field of vision. That moment when you know he can't see past you anymore.

I look like this because I'm alive," Reagan said. "Because I've had experiences. Do you understand?

Your trash can is full of energy bar wrappers." "You were looking through my trash?