“Angie: "How do I pitch these ideas to her?"Mira: "From a distance, preferably wearing body armor.”

“Conlan: "She's not Sophia."Angie: "She's somebody's Sophia.”

“Lauren: "Can I ask you a question?"Angie: "Generally that's a question one should say no to. Often hell no.”

“He'd learned in the past few months that telling a girl what to wear--even one the size of a golf club--was a bad idea. Histrionics often followed.”

“She was touching his body with her tongue, and he felt it there, but somehow what she was doing went deeper. As if that gentle, moist tongue of hers were flicking his heart as well.”

“Maybe time didn't heal wounds exactly, but it gave you a kind of armor, or a new perspective. A way to remember with a smile instead of a sob.”

“Do you love him?"How would I know?"You'd know.”