“I did that girly little sighing thing you do when you can't handle all the sweetness anymore and bit my lip.”

“The song that was playing above us was You And Me by Lifehouse and he pressed his face into my hair and softly sang the words to me.What day is it? And in what month?This clock never seemed so aliveI can't keep up I can't back downI'm losing so much time'Cause it's you and me, and all of the people with nothing to do, nothing to loseAnd it's you and me, and all of the people And I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of youI could have died... or cried...or sighed. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do more.”

“Maggie." He chuckled. "I can't really be mad at you in case you haven't noticed.""I know, I know. The imprint," I said begrudgingly."No, not the imprint. It's you. You're so sweet and you care about everybody. You hate when people are upset with you. You love cream soda. It's kind of hard to be mad at someone who's like that.”

“This boy at school taught me. But then he pulled my ponytail on the playground the next day, so I'm not really friends with him anymore.""Why did he pull your ponytail?""Momma says boys are mean when they like you," she whispered in a disgusted voice. "But I think Momma's been misinformed.”

“I totally feel like Buffy right now. All I need is a girly leather jacket,” L said breathlessly. “And some vampires. Don’t forget that.” “Lighters qualify.” “I guess they do. So, your turn. Stab me.”

“You didn’t introduce your little cupcake to me. How rude, especially after I’ve tasted her lips and her fright, her want.” He licked his lips again and smiled at me. “All were delicious.”

“If you can't get your freak on to make little Keepers, then how are there so many of you?”