“You like him because he's a lost boy. Believe me, I've seen it happen before. But do you know what happens to girls who love lost boys? They become lost themselves. Without fail.”

“But do you know what happens to girls who love lost boys? They become lost themselves. Without fail.”

“You know what happens to girls who loves lost boys? They become lost themselves.”

“You see, Dash -- I was never the girl in your head. And you were never the boy in my head. I think we both knew that. It's only when we try to make the girl or boy in our head real that the true trouble comes. I did that with Carlos, and it was a bad failure. Be careful what you're doing, because no one is ever who you want them to be. And the less you really know them, the more likely you are to confuse them with the girl or boy in your head.”

“Maybe there is hope in the fragments, that what is lost can always be filled in by someone who knows.”

“What is it about the moment you fall in love? How can such small measure of time contain such enormity?I suddenly realize why people believe in deja vu, why people believe they've lived past lives, because there is no way the years I've spent on this earth could possibly encapsulate what I'm feeling.The moment you fall in love feels like it has centuries behind it, generations -- all of them rearranging themselves so that this precise, remarkable intersection could happen.”

“I've lost track of where friendship ends and falling begins.(this is the foolish refrain of the hopelessly devoted.)there are times I want to kiss you midsentence.undo the not-doing with one gesture.”