“People didn't change. they liked what they liked even if they didn't understand why.”

“But if it couldn't be love and it didn't feel like lust, what was it? Like? Did he like her? Of course, he did, but that word didn't capture his feelings, either. It was a little too... vague and soft around the edges. People liked ice cream. People liked to watch television. It meant nothing, and it didn't come close to explaining why, for the first time, he felt the urge to tell someone the truth...”

“What the younger generation didn't understand was that the grass was greenest where it's watered..”

“I thought you didn't like staying after school." "I didn't at first, but I kind of like it now.""You do?"He nodded. "Miss Andrews makes me feel special.”

“What were the odds that she'd turn away at the same instant the ball came flying her way? And that she'd be holding a soda in a crowd at a volleyball game she didn't even want to watch, in a place she didn't want to be? In a million years, the same thing should probably never happen again. With odds like that, she should have bought a lottery ticket.”

“but she realized that she wanted him to know her. She wanted him to understand her, if only because she had strange sense that he was the kind of man she could fall in love with, even if she didn't want to.”

“He was the kind of man everyone would fall in love with, even if they didn't want to.”