“Somehow in the course of sixty seconds, this guy has managed to swoon me, then terrify the hell out of me.”

“I’ve never been swept off my feet. I don’t get butterflies. In fact the whole idea of being swooned by anyone is foreign to me. Somehow, in the course of sixty seconds, this guy has managed to swoon me, then terrify the hell out of me.”

“I can already tell he isn't the kind of guy a girl gets a simple crush on. He's the kind of guy you fall hard for, and the thought of that terrifies me.”

“And once again in my new world full of heartache and lies, this hopeless boy somehow finds a way to make me smile.”

“I'm not even out the door yet and you've already replaced me? Vicious. And for the record, I don't have an inability to say no to guys. I have an inability to grasp the moral ramifications of premarital sex. Lots and lots of premarital sex.”

“If God's the type of guy that would damn you to Hell just for loving someone, then I wouldn't want to spend eternity with Him, anyway.”

“I wonder… because that’s all I can do. Silently wonder about the hopeless boy who somehow burrowed himself into the forefront of my thoughts and won’t go the hell away.”