It's just been a long week, that's all." "It's monday night, Jess." "My point exactly.

Shay sometimes talked in a mysterious way, like she was quoting the lyrics of some band no one else listened to.

It's not the way Zane looks, David," she said, her voice trembling with anger. "It's because he makes me bubbly, and because we took a lot of risks together. It could just as easily be me lying there, and he would stay with me if it was." "It's just programming!" "No. It's because I love him.

Most men's awareness doesn't extend past their dinner plates.

Gravity was something you could beat; all it took was hydrogen, hot air, or even a bit of rope. But being a girl was a miserable, never-ending struggle.

And here in America rival newspapermen attack each other on sight?

Typographical laziness was slowly destroying our culture, according to Lexa and her pals. Inexactitude was death.