“Here," she said. "This is for you.""I didn't really get you anything," I sputtered. "I mean, I didn't know that you were going to be here, and--""Don't worry. It's your embarrassment at not having the thought that counts.”

“Does it count for anything that I just told you I love you?" Gable asked.I considered this briefly before deciding that it didn't. "Not really. Not when I know you don't mean it.”

“I know you said you didn't want this, but here's the thing. I don't believe you.”

“I'm sorry. For everything I did. For everything I didn't. I wish you were here. I know it's not enough, but I guess this is the closest I am going to get, to saving you.”

“You know what's lame, Pudge? I really care about her. I mean, we were hopeless. Badly matched. But still. I mean, I said I loved her... I mean, it's stupid to miss someone you didn't even get along with. but I don't know, it was nice, you know, having someone you could always fight with.”

“They're beautiful. How did you know I loved roses?""I didn't, but I've never heard of a woman who didn't, so I took a chance."She smiled. "So you send lots of women roses?""Millions. I have a lot of fans. Dive instructors are almost like movie stars, you know.""They are, huh?""You mean you didn't know? And here I thought you were just another groupie.”