Har. Bloody. Har. - Stephanie Perkins, Anna and the French Kiss

"Soap?""School of America in Paris"he explains. "SOAP".Nice. My father sent me here to be cleansed."

"For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home."

"Yes, St. Claire. I like you. But I can't say it aloud, because he's my friend. And friends don't let other friends make drunken declarations and expect them to act upon them the next day"

"Welcome to Paris, Anna. I'm glad you've come."

"I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul."