“. . . blah blah blah and rhubarb.”

“Some ideas are not born of logic and good sense. They are made of clouds and cobwebs. They sprout from nowhere and feed on excitement, sprinkled with adventure juice and the sweet flavor of the forbidden. The psyche moves from the realms of the ordinary and takes a delicate step towards the unknown. We know we shouldn't and that is exactly why we do.”

“I'm hungry for a juicy life. I lean out my window at night and I can taste it out there, just waiting for me.”

“Twenty miles out of town. A million miles from the life you left behind.”

“they do not kissbut they both want toinstead their feet touch and so do their armsit is electric magictheir tiny arm hairs tinglinghappily lying togetherthe sun warming themwatching sky through green-leafed gum branchclose enough to hear each other breathesweet togethernessthis lazy lying down dance of love”

“Love is a fairytale blah, blah, blah.”

“And he was like "The sedative in the blood, blah, blah, four hours, blah, blah, nerdspeak, geektalk -" -Abby”