Maybe Park had paralyzed her with his ninja magic, his Vulcan handhold, and now he was going to eat her. That would be awesome..

I don’t trust anybody. Not anybody. And the more that I care about someone, the more sure I am they’re going to get tired of me and take off..

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..

You can’t take back texts. If you come off all moody and melancholy in a text, it just sits there in your phone, reminding you of what a drag you are..

Don't make me angry-kiss you..

Take off your glasses." "Why? I thought you liked my glassess." "I love your glasses. I especially love the moment when you take them off..

It’s just … everything. There are too many people. And I don’t fit in. I don’t know how to be. Nothing that I’m good at is the sort of thing that mat….

Nothing was dirty. With Park. Nothing could be shameful. Because Park was the sun, and that was the only way Eleanor could think to explain it..

Then Park reached up and wrapped one of her red curls around his honey finger. "Back to missing you," he said, letting it go..

Drinking tequila is more about the journey than the destination.

She didn't want to run, period. It made her breasts feel like they were going to detach from her body..

It's okay if you're crazy," he said softly. "You don't even know-" "I don't have to know," he said. "I'm rooting for you..

A landline is an anchor - busy signals, long distance bills, missed connections and all..

I take something that happened to me in 1983, and I make it happen to somebody else in 1943. I pick my life apart that way, try to understand it bett….

He looked exactly like a rat. Like the human being version of a rat. Like the villain in a Don Bluth movie..

Reegan scowled at Cath. "Are you Zack, or are you Cody?"..

Knowing they were in the same city again made the missing him flare up inside her. In her stomach. Why were people always going on and on about the h….

He'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..

Ah...' Park said, pained. 'What?' 'Those are alphabetized.' 'It's okay. I know the alphabet.' 'Right.' He looked embarrassed. 'Sorry..

But there's nothing more profound than creating something out of nothing..

Things she knew now, that she hadn't known two hours ago: Park was covered with skin. Everywhere..