“Christ, Dean, I've been in love with you for as long as I can remember, but even I can take a hint eventually.”

“Hell no," his voice came out much deeper than usual, and his head was scrambled, making him say what was really on his mind. "It's taking everything I've got not to brace you against a tree and have my wicked way with you.”

“Come on, T-Bird," he said, getting to his feet and reaching for her hand. He hoisted her up onto her feet whether she wanted him to or not. "Before we both end up with hypothermia.""T-Bird?" She shot him with the eyebrow again. "So does that make you a Pink Lady?”

“What part of being stranded in a shack and risking hypothermia is romantic?”

“...for I realized how narrow my world had been and that self-education could be and should be an exciting life-long adventure.”

“I have officially decided that I will document every word I say. Not for the reason that I need to remember them, but for the fact that I can edit the words later.”

“I can no longer remember the books I have read than the meals I have eaten, but they have made me.”