“You sweet…beautiful…lunatic,” he heard himself mutter.”

“Sweet,” he whispered, and stole a kiss from her lips. “Sweet… let me stay with you a little longer.”-Jack to Amanda”

“What flaw could you possibly find in his appearance?""His posture," Hannah muttered."What about it?""He slouches.""He's an American. They all slouch. The weight of their wallets drags them over.”

“I'll follow you to the next life if I have to," he whispered harshly in her ear. "You'll never be free of me. I'll chase you through heaven and hell and beyond." He continued to whisper without stopping while his hands gripped her body close to his. "You stay with me, Holly," he muttered savagely. "Don't do this to me. You stay, damn you.”

“I want you," he muttered. "Get rid of him and take me. The only risk is losing someone you don't have anyway. He's not what you need, Ella. I am""Unbelievable," I said in disgust."What's unbelievable?""Your ego. It's surrounded by its own cloud of antimatter. You're a black hole of...of hubris!”

“I still don’t get why I have to eat breakfast if you don’t,” Josie muttered.“Because you have to be a certain age to earn the right to ruin your own life.”

“I’ve won his heart, but it’s like owning a house in which most of the doors are permanently locked. He wants to shield me from all unpleasantness. And it’s not really marriage—not like the marriage you have with Cam—until he’s willing to share the worst of himself as well as the best of himself.”