“But here I am at this moment, a thirty-four-year-old geek, and against my will and against my reason (although, okay, not against my character), I still want that fucking Cinderella story for myself.More than an amazing, no-one-else-on-the-planet-knows-this secret.More than anything else.I want that happily-ever-after ending I imagined, as a teen, I’d get someday. That daydream I held on to as my prize for surviving those sucky years of adolescence.Dammit, I deserve that ending.It’s just that, if I’m truly honest with myself, I can no longer tell if it’s Sam, specifically, I want or if it’s the nearly two-decade-old fantasy featuring him as the heroic lead.So, at the last second, I cop out.”
“I took the road less traveled...where the heck am I?”
“A determined man, a man who believes himself grossly abused, does not listen to reason”
“This was the dangerous line women had to walk. Curiosity versus consequences.”
“The men loved jokes, though they had heard each one before. Jack's manner was persuasive; few of them had seen the old stories so well delivered. Jack himeself laughed a little, but he was able to see the effect his performance had on his audience. The noise of their laughter roared like the sea in his ears. He wanted it louder and louder; he wanted them to drown out the war with their laughter. If the could should loud enough, they might bring the world back to its senses; they might laugh loud enough to raise the dead.”
“I have wanted only one thing to make me happy. That thing is everything.”