I don't have to forgive you, Cath said. It's not like that with you. You're just in with me. Always. No matter what happens.

I object to every single thing you just said.

The worst thing about the internet, as far as Greg's bosses were concerned, was that it was now impossible to distinguish a roomful of people working diligently from a roomful of people taking the What-Kind-of-Dog-Am-I? online personality quiz

Drunk nerds. Not my thing.” “You like nerds.” “Not nerds who join fraternities,” Cath said. “That’s a whole subclass of nerds that I’m not interested in.

I know that people change. I thought... I thought we're going to change together. I thought that's what it meant to be in love.

The idea that you're hard to love is ludicrous.

Underneath this veneer of slightly crazy and mildly socially retarded, I'm a complete disaster.