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

Thinking something does not make it true. Wanting something does not make it real.

I was going to kiss him, and I was going to regret it. But at that moment, I couldn't bring myself to care.

What would you do if I kissed you right now?"I stared at his beautiful face and his beautiful mouth and I wanted nothing more than to taste it. "I would kiss you back.

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.

You could start a fire with the heat between you two.""You're mistaking bitter animosity for heartfelt affection.

You smell good, " he whispered into my neck. He was warm against me. Instinctively, I arched back into him and smiled. "Really?" "Mmm-hmm. Delicious. Like bacon.

Your level of neuroses will only find love in a made-for-TV movie.

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.

My brother spent a large portion of the agonizingly slow drive to school banging his forehead on the stearing wheel.

I stifled a yawn. "It's too early to be such an asshat, Daniel.

Always think of what is useful and not what is beautiful. Beauty will come of its own accord.

I begin to long for some little language such as lovers use, broken words, inarticulate words, like the shuffling of feet on pavement.

Life and death appeared to me ideal bounds, which I should first break through, and pour a torrent of light into our dark world.

'Pears like my heart go flutter, flutter, and then they may say, 'Peace, Peace, ' as much as they likes - I know it's goin' to be war!

She remembered me.' This was his worst weakness, his most toxic drug.

My boys don't play as much as they used to, but when we do go out and play, it gets competitive, that's for sure - there's no question about it.

Woman: You certainly know the way to a man's heart. Mae West: Funny, too, 'cause I don't know how to cook.

People always want to identify a writer with their protagonist.

I'm in a happy place. I'm very at peace with who I am and what I'm doing and the people around me, so I think I'm probably most ambitious at where I am.

Flattery must be pretty thick before anybody objects to it.