You are the most boring teacher ever." He grinned and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, just as a knock sounded at the door. "It all depends on what you me to teach you.

A girl just asked for SAT scores good enough to get her into Yale. I think she was nine.

We had an endless supply of topics, both of us eager to put forth all we knew on anything and everything. Most of the meal was spent discussing the intricacies of the organic certification process. It was pretty awesome.

Life, unfortunately, doesnʹt seem to care what we want. Act now while you can actually stop it from being a disaster.

We?" I asked. Of course. I'm not leaving you alone on this, no matter what. You know I'd never abandon you.

The book's always better than the movie.

Poor Martin. Geek or no, committing his soul to eternal damnation was a helluva price to pay for six minutes.