Every woman wants a man who'll fall in love with her soul as well as her body.

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

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.

All through first and second and third hour, Eleanor rubbed her palm. Nothing happened. How could it be possible that there were that many never ending all in one place? And were they always there, or did they just flip on wherever they felt like it? Because, if they were always there, how did she manage to turn doorknobs without fainting? Maybe this was why so many people said it felt better to drive a stick shift.

Why are they doing that?” his mother said, frowning at her grandsons. The boys were sorting the casserole into piles on their plates. “Doing what?” Eve asked. “Why aren’t they eating their food?” “They don’t like it when things touch,” Eve said. “What things?” his mother asked. “Their food. They don’t like it when different foods touch or mix together.” “How do you serve dinner, in ice cube trays?

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow,' he said.

Drinking tequila is more about the journey than the destination