“I was not religious, but I liked rituals. I liked the idea of connecting an action with remembering.”

“Like many people, I feel like celebrating. Remember this feeling. It is human, and can help us understand when others express bloodlust.”

“That’s why I like you… You are so busy being you that you have no idea how utterly unprecedented you are.”

“I like this world. I like drinking champagne. I like not smoking. I like Dutch people speaking Dutch.”

“I had always liked that: I liked routine. I liked being bored. I didn’t want to, but I did.”

“Look, you’re right. Maybe I don’t like you the way someone should like you. I don’t like you in the call-you-and-read-you-a-poem-every-night-before-you-go-to-bed way. I’m crazy, okay? Sometimes I think, like, God, she’s superhot and smart and kind of pretentious but the pretentiousness just makes me kind of want her, and then other times I think it’s an amazingly bad idea, that dating you would be like a series of unnecessary root canals interspersed with occasional makeout sessions.”

“The fourth way to get a boy to like you is to be yourself. Now, I am contractually obligated as an adult to give that advice, even though it doesn't work. But yeah, be yourself, even though no one has any idea what it means to be yourself. Like whose self would I otherwise be being?”