He looked exactly like a rat. Like the human being version of a rat. Like the villain in a Don Bluth movie.
Rainbow RowellYou're wearing at least four different kinds of sweater." "This is a scarf." "You look tarred and sweatered.
Rainbow RowellAnd because Iโm so out of control, I canโt help myself. Iโm not even mine anymore, Iโm yours, and what if you decide that you donโt want me? How could you want me like I want you?
Rainbow RowellHe'd stopped trying to bring her back. She only came back when she felt like it anyway, in dreams and lies and broken-down deja-vu.
Rainbow RowellBut you're so helpless sometimes. It's like watching a kitten with its head trapped in a Kleenex box.
Rainbow RowellI just want to knowโare you rooting for me? Are you hoping I pull this off?" Cath's eyes settled on his, tentatively, like they'd fly away if he moved. She nodded her head. The right side of his mouth pulled up. "I'm rooting for you," she whispered. She wasn't even sure he could hear her from the bed. Levi's smile broke free and devoured his whole face.
Rainbow Rowell