“He squeezed Steve's shoulder possessively. "Oh, Zero. He is not you, I must admit. He does not have your bravery, your nobility, your je ne sais quoi, and all he talks about is this magical place called 'Canada'.”

“And Philippe won't speak English. She's sure he can - he's got that European je ne sais quoi that usually means "Oh, I speak six languages. And a little Japanese.”

“If every time you call him you simply get his voice mail, and every time he calls you he wants to come over and "chill" at your place -- admit it; you're just a jump-off.”

“I refuse to learn your name. Does that not offend you?""Nope."Well. That was all the argument he had. No sense in conjuring false reasons to display a morality he did not possess.”

“You were never one to moon over handsome boys, or talk about balls and parties, or dream about your future husband.”“That was because of Merripen,” Win admitted. “He was all I ever wanted.”

“I'll have to admit, he really does have quite a smile. Kind of heart-stopping, especially as it comes out of nowhere.I mean... you know. If your heart was in the kind of place to be stopped.”