“You choose the end of the summer to fall in love with this guybecause secretly, you don’t want it to last.”

“maybe he's falling in love with the idea of falling in love with me. Maybe he wants to be in love with someone and I've ended up in the right place at the right time.”

“All those men who end up disappointing you. After a while, you don't even want to have feelings anymore. You just want to get on with your life.”

“Have I ever been in love? Really in love? And why is it that with each new guy I think I'm more in love with him than the last?”

“I've always thought there are two ways of getting what you wanted in life.Forcing people to give it to you,or making them want to give it to you.”

“Your moustache,” I continue. “It’s kind of like me wanting to be a writer. It’s part of me. I don’t know who I’d be if I didn’t want to be a writer.”

“Some secrets are better left at that -as secrets.”