"He looked up at her and smiled crookedly, holding out a few sheets of paper. "Will you read this? i think maybe it sucks. or maybe it's awesome. it's probably awesome. Tell me it's awesome,okay? Unless it sucks."

"He turned around, suddenly concerned. "Are you pregnant? Are you gay? I'd rather you were gay than pregnant. Unless you're pregnant. Then we'll deal. Whatever it is, we'll deal. Are you pregnant?"

"You don't care what anyone thinks about you,' he said.'That's crazy,' she said. 'I care what everyone thinks about me.''I can't tell,' he said. 'You just seem like yourself, no matter what's happening around you. My grandmother would say you're comfortable in your own skin."

"I'm genetically programmed to be a terrible person."

"It's still romantic falling inlove for someone for who she is and what she says and what she believes in."

"To really be a nerd, she'd decided, you had to prefer fictional worlds to the real one."

"There's only one of him, she thought, and he's right here.He knows I'll like a song before I've heard it. He laughs before I even get to the punch line. There's a place on his chest, just below his throat, that makes me want to let him open doors for me.There's only one of him."

"He's still looking in my eyes. Staring me down like he did that dragon, chin tilted and locked. "I'm not the Chosen One," he says.I meet his gaze and sneer. My arm is a steel band around his waist. "I choose you," I say. "Simon Snow, I choose you."

"Because, he says, it hurts to think about things that you can't have or help. S'better not to think about it."

"I wonder...," she said, "if there was such a thing as time machines, would anyone ever use them to go to the future?"

"He's mad at me.""For what?""For not being like him."Eleanor looked dubious. "Has he been mad at you for the last sixteen years?""Basically."

"Cath exhaled. Then inhaled. Her chest was so tight, it hurt both ways. Levi shouldn't get to make her feel this way - he shouldn't even have access to her chest."

"So this is what you look like when you're keeping a giant secret from me - exactly the same as usual."

"If they'd given her a proper time machine, she probably would have used it to cuddle with him. Let somebody else kill Hitler."

"It's going to be okay," Park said.She nodded. "Right.""Because I love you."She laughed. "Is that why?""It is, actually."

"The ultimate act of heroism shouldn't be death. You're always saying you want to give Baz the stories he deserves... So you're going to kill him off? Isn't the best revenge supposed to be a life well-lived? The punk-rock way to end it would be to let them live happily ever after."

"She is a good girl," Park said. "You don't even know her." His dad was standing, pushing Park toward the door. "Go," he said sternly. "Go play basketball or something.""Good girls don't dress like boys," his mother said."

"Eleanor hated it when her mom acted like that. Relentlessly submissive. It was humiliatng to be in the same room."

"Levi was smiling. He kicked her chair again."

"I'm extra-good at wanting things. I want things until I feel sort of sick about them. I want enough for two normal people, at least."

"At the end of the day -- after work, after trying to spend some sort of meaningful time with Alice and Noomi --Georgie was usually too tired to make things right with Neal before they fell asleep. So things stayed wrong."

"I don't want to do anything. I don't even want to start this day because then I'll just be expected to finish it."

"How'd you know he was the one?""I didn't know. I don't think either of us knew."Heather rolled her eyes. "Neal knew - he proposed to you.""It's not like that," Georgie said. "You'll see. It's more like you meet someone, and you fall in love, and you hope that that person is the one - and then at some point, you have to put down your chips. You just have to make a commitment and hope that you're right."

"It's a number."It's not, she said. "It's a chance to wake up new."

"These rotary dials were like meditation, they forced you to slow down and concentrate. If you polled the next number too soon, you had to start over from the top."

"I am the sun... And the air..."

"Every time, he breaks your hearts. And every time, he expects me to pick up the pieces."

"I dare you to call Ask-A-Nurse and tell them you feel a presence in your womb region."

"When Eleanor was a little girl, she'd thought her mom looked like a queen, like the star of some fairy tale.Not a princess - princesses are just pretty. Eleanor's mother was beautiful. She was tall and stately, with broad shoulders and an elegant waist. All of her bones seemed more purposeful than other people's. Like they weren't just there to hold her up, they were there to make a point."

"I always knew he was selfish and self-indulgent and kind of lazy, those are practically prerequisites for playing lead guitar."

"She could have just told him about the magic phone. Full disclosure. Then they could have solved it together. They could have Sherlocked and Watsoned from both ends of the timeline."

"Snow's table manners are atrocious - it's like watching a wild dog eat. A wild dog you'd like to slip the tongue."

"The ultimate act of heroism shouldn't be death."

"Looks like somebody's got jungle fever.''That's not even the right kind of racist."

"But it's up to us...' he said softly. 'it's up to us not to lose this."

"You're not a book person. And now you're not an internet person? What does that leave you?"

"Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something."

"And what does it mean to take care of power? Do you use it? Conserve it? Keep it out of the wrong hands?"

"Happily ever after, or even just together ever after, is not cheesy, Wren said. "It's the noblest, like, the most courageous thing two people can shoot for."

"They fell in love the way you do the first time, when you're young, and you feel as if you have nothing and everything to lose."

"What did he have to mope about, really? What more did he want?...Love. Purpose. Those are the things that you can't plan for. Those are the things that just happen. And what if they don't happen? Do you spend your whole life pining for them? Waiting to be happy?"

"I just want to know-are 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."

"Because all her feelings for him " hot and beautiful in her heart " turned to gobbledygook in her mouth."

"Cath wanted to go back and rewrite every scene she'd ever written about Baz or Simon's chests. She'd written them flat and sharp and hard. Levi was all soft motion and breath, curves and warm hollows. Levi's chest was a living thing."

"I wasn't built for this, he yelled. "Look at me. You know it's true. And for the first time, maybe ever, he didn't sound cool. He sounded a little panicked. And a little angry. "I don't want to love someone so much that they take up all my head, all my space. If I knew I was going to feel this way about you, I would have left a long time ago, while I still could."

"If you can't save your own life, is it even worth saving?"

"There's no reason to think we're going to stop loving each other,' he said. 'And there's every reason to think that we won't."

"Cath shook her head. "Now is all you get," she spat out, wishing she could make more sense. Wishing for more words, or better ones. "Now is all you ever get."

"Can't you just like a girl who likes you back?''None of them likes me back. I may as well like the one I really want."

"And in those moments, Park thought about pulling back from her."Not breaking up with her. That phrase didn't even seem to apply here. Just . . . erasing away. Recovering the six inches between them."