Pulchritude--beauty where you would least suspect it, hidden in a word that looked like it should signify a belch or a skin infection.

I'm not sure if you're the person for me any more.

You must live life with the full knowledge that your actions will remain. We are creatures of consequence.

Life’s not a video game, Felix- there aren’t a certain number of points that send you to the next level. There isn’t actually any next level. The bad news is that everybody dies at the end. Game Over.

He did not consider if or how or why he loved them. They were just love: they were the first evidence he ever had of love, and they would be the last confirmation of love when everything else fell away.

The novel leads you places that you never could have gotten to otherwise.

You can feel bad... I mean, that's not illegal.