Your level of neuroses will only find love in a made-for-TV... - Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

"You're supposed to say, 'All I want is your happiness. I'll do whatever it takes, even if it means being without you.'""Sorry,"Noah said. "I'm just not that big of a person."

"I hate you,"I muttered.Noah smiled wider. "I know."

"I have never read The Joy of Crap. Sounds disgusting. I have, however, read The Joy of Sex. Not in a while, but I think it's one of those classics you can come back to again... and again."

"Have you made any other friends since we've been here?"I gave him the death stare. "Yes, actually.""Who? I want a name.""Jamie Roth.""The Ebola kid? I heard he's a little unstable.""That was one incident."

"He didn't look like the same person who picked me up this morning. Noah--sarcastic, distant, untouchable Noah--cared. And that made him real."