“I quit because I was good, and when you’re good and a girl at something, you should be suspicious.’‘Of what?’‘Of what part of yourself you didn’t know you were selling.”

“Snake oil, movement: all the world really needed was a little removal.”

“Beau, will you please watch the entrance for us?""What should I do if I see anyone suspicious?""Kick a car," Iain said."Kick a car?""To set off the alarm.""Gotcha," Beau said. "Good thinking.”

“I know what it's like. To sabotage yourself. Nothing makes you hate yourself more than that.”

“What are you getting at? I demanded. Are you saying you know somthing about me? For a moment she was quiet. Her pale eyeswandered across my face as if she was searching for somthing she had seen before. "Let's see. I know your short on friends. I also know your a little strange. I figure you must be pretty bored, or you wouldn't have spent your time following me around. But I know a few other things that might make me think you're interesting."I couldn't tell wether I should be frightened or flatered. No one had ever said that about me before. "Is that good or bad?" I asked."That, Mrs. Fishbein, is entirely up to you”

“I think I kind of get it," I say. "Your Wanderlove thing.""Oh Yeah?""It's about always looking toward the future. You can appreciate the good things all around you, but the best part is imminent, just out of reach. Like... perpetual anticipation.”

“You can appreciate the good things all around you, but the best part is imminent, just out of reach. Like... perpetual anticipation.”