“I like being liked. Is that crazy?”
“What's being crazy like?" Wyatt blurted."That depends, Enslow. What's being tactless and completely inappropriate like?”
“You think they liked me?''Sure they did. Who cares, though? They're just parents.''They're your parents,' he said, glancing over at me. 'Plus, I like being liked. Is that crazy?”
“Crazy like he's a serial killer, or crazy like he attends Star Trek conventions in full costume?""That's only crazy if you dress like a Klingon," I pointed out.”
“You have to go on and be crazy. Craziness is like heaven. ”
“Ah, but being in love made you mean and crazy. Love made you act like a fool even when you knew you were acting like a fool and couldn't help yourself from acting like a fool.”