“He was more of a cut-a-wisebrack-and-run-for-cover kind of guy.”

“He'd asked if I felt the pull. I could'nt deny that I did. And that it terrified me.It wasn't like a crush. It wasn't like seeing a guy and thinking I'd like him to take me to the prom. It was soul-deep, as though he was everything, the one, forever. I had to remind myself that I barely knew the guy. But still I couldn't shake the feeling of being meant for each other - as corny as that sounded.”

“What can I get you guys?" Another lie, maybe?”

“He kicked me out,okay?""How can a guy who only has one good leg to stand on kick you out?""He doesn't want me around.""I find that hard to believe, Katie.""Yeah,well,he threw snow at me and told me to leave."She looked astounded.As well she should be."Where did he get snow?" she asked.Okay,I'd obviously misread the reason for her astonishment.It wasn't that he'd thrown snow at me,but that he'd had snow to throw.”

“But I'd learned the hard way that you can't tell by looking if a guy is destined to hurt you. From the outside, they all look nice.”

“Hey, ya'll,can we go?" Leah asked. "The cute guys are gonna be taken by the time we get there.""No,they won't be," Sam said,"Because you'll be ariving with them.”

“Dylan wrapped his arms around my middle and pulled me closer to him. Perhaps the true reason Hollywood made scary movies. So guys could have an excuse for holding a girl close.”