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

When Cath's eyes closed, her eyelids stuck. She wanted to open them. She wanted to get a better look at Levi's too-dark eyebrows, she wanted to admire his crazy, vampire hairline--she had a feeling this was never going to happen again and that it might even ruin what was left of her life, so she wanted to open her eyes and bear some witness.

You're wearing at least four different kinds of sweater." "This is a scarf." "You look tarred and sweatered.

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?

Do you feel like he ignores you?" "No. I feel like he doesn't see me.

She heard the very beginning of a smile in his voice--a fetal smile--and it very nearly killed her.

People who fall in love with books never really stop falling.