“No matter how old you get, you're always capable of surprising yourself.”

“Now he knew that it was only love when you knew there could be no end to it. When it was as inevitable as gravity. Falling in love, a helpless descent in which the only way to avoid being hurt was to keep going. Keep falling.”

“I think in a moment of weakness, you might surprise yourself.”

“Sometimes you meet a really nice guy, but no matter how you try, you can’t seem to make yourself wanthim. But that’s not nearly as bad as when you meet the wrong guy, and you can’t make yourself not want him.”

“How old are you? Twelve?""Fourteen & three quarters."His eyes sparkled. "You're kind of little for fourteen and three quarters.""Am not," I replied indignantly. "I'm a sophomore this year. How old are you?" "Seventeen and two fifths."Hardy Cateses & Liberty Jones.”

“Jesus, you get sentimental when you're high on paint fumes.”

“There hasn't been any other woman," Heath said against her mouth, making her tremble. "There couldn't be. I'm too obsessed with my own wife. There's only one thing you can give me that no one else can . . . and heaven and hell be damned, I'll get it from you no matter how long I have to wait, no matter how hard I have to ride you. No, I'm not talking solely about my husbandly rights, although that would be a good place to start.”