“I think Mount Everest is gorgeous, too, but that doesn’t mean I have any intention of trying to climb it”

“Got any stock tips?” I couldn’t help but ask. “The government doesn’t pay shit forsalary.”

“Why did he have to be so gorgeous? Why did he have to stand so close, and why did I still love him so much? ”

“Try not to think too often, you'll only hurt yourself”

“But-but…” Timmie’s eyes couldn’t get any wider. “Why did you tell her I’m your boyfriend? Why doesn’t she know about your real one?” That was a good question. I cast around for an answer. Any answer. “He’s English!” I settled on desperately. “And Mom…Mom hates foreigners!”

“I resisted the urge to hurl my plate at him. “Of course not, Ian. It’s just that normally at this hour, Bones and I are fucking like rabbits, so I get twitchy when I have to wait for him to climb aboard.”

“Killing your rival doesn’t guarantee happiness. Sometimes it ruins any chance you have of it instead. Memories of dead men hold far more power than the annoyances of living ones.”