“If you ask me if I know how to speak Latin, I’ll say, “No, it’s all Greek to me.”

“If you don’t speak Greek, how do you know if it’s all Greek to you?”

“I know it’s a lot to ask, but I’m asking anyway. Trust me. Trust me without knowing all the facts.”

“I know you deserve better than me. You think I don’t know that? But if there was any woman made for me…it’s you. I’ll do whatever I have to do, Pidge. Do you hear me? I’ll do anything.”

“You think because I’m no longer a virgin, I’ll screw anyone that’ll have me? Thanks!” I said, shoving him.“I didn’t say that, damn it! Is it too much to ask for a little peace of mind?”“Why would it give you peace of mind to know if I’m sleeping with Parker?”“How can you not know? It’s obvious to everyone else but you!” he said, exasperated.”

“I can’t explain why, I just know. Do you remember the first question I ever asked you?” “Yes, you asked me if I knew what being crazy meant.” “Exactly. This time I’m not going to tell you a story. I’ll just say that insanity is the inability to communicate your ideas. It’s as if you were in a foreign country, able to see and understand everything that’s going on around you but incapable of explaining what you need to know or of being helped, because you don’t understand the language they speak there.” “We’ve all felt that” “And all of us, one way or another, are insane.”