“He's no kind of gentleman.That's all right. I'm no kind of lady.”
“I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay right here and cause all kinds of trouble.”
“Now isn't that nice!' said the old lady. 'If cousins are the right kind, they're best of all: kinder than sisters and brothers, and closer than friends.”
“I'm a forever kind of guy," he murmured, right before he kissed her. "That's how long I want.”
“I really am happy for Kiley. And for you and every other happily married lady. Except for that I'm not happy for you. I kind of want you all to drop dead.”
“This isn’t a good idea. This isn’t right.”....“There’s all kinds of right,” he murmured. “On the spectrum, we’re still in the safe zone.”