Hey, mister, I don’t think so. You go outside and yell at sky, you so angry.

All the men’s clothes she wore just called attention to how much of a girl she was.

He turned around, suddenly concerned. “Are you pregnant? Are you gay? I’d rather you were gay than pregnant. Unless you’re pregnant. Then we’ll deal. Whatever it is, we’ll deal. Are you pregnant?

Don’t bite his face, Eleanor told herself. It’s disturbing and needy and never happens in situation comedies or movies that end with big kisses.

I love you. I love you both so much.””To the moon and back?” Alice asked.”Oh my God,” Georgie said, “so much farther.

I don’t like you, Park. I think I live for you. I don’t think I even breathe when we’re not together. Which means when I see you on Monday morning, it’s been like sixty hours...

,Cómo era posible que hubiera tantas terminaciones nerviosas en tan poca piel?,Estaban siempre ahí o se activaban a su antojo?Porque, si estaban siempre ahí, ,cómo era posible girar un picaporte sin desmayarse?

He’d thought he was over caring what people thought about him. He’d thought that loving Eleanor proved that. But he kept finding new pockets of shallow inside himself.

That’s different,” Levi smiled at her warmly. “Ypu don’t rock that Little Red Riding Hood vibe. You’re scary.” Reagan grinned like the Big Bad Wolf.

I’m sorry Penelope.” “Don’t waste my time with sorries,Simon.If we stop to apologize and forgive each other every time we step on each other’s toes,we’ll never have time to be friends.

Think about it Cath. That’s what makes a god—or a mother. There’s nothing more intoxicating than creating something from nothing. Creating something from yourself.

How could it be possible that there were that many nerve endings all in one place?

It’s a chance to wake up new.

Cath couldn’t control whether she saw Levi on campus. But she could worry about it, and as long as she was worrying about it, it probably wasn’t going to happen. Like some sort of anxiety...

The first time he’d held her hand, it felt so good that it crowded out all the bad things. It felt better than anything had ever hurt.

When Eleanor was a little girl, she’d thought her mom looked like a queen, like the star of some fairy tale.Not a princess – princesses are just pretty. Eleanor’s mother was beautiful. She was tall...

I’m fine,” [her dad] said gently. “Back on the horse, Cath.”What’s the horse?’ she sighed, watching him pull on a South High hoodie. ‘Jogging? Working too much?”Living,’ he said, a little too loud. ‘Life’s the...

And he’d expected her to feel like heaven, plus nirvana, plus that scene in Willy Wonka where Charlie starts to fly.

You don’t get to choose,” Lincoln said. “It’s just happening.

He looked up at her and smiled crookedly, holding out a few sheets of paper. “Will you read this? i think maybe it sucks. or maybe it’s awesome. it’s probably awesome. Tell me it’s awesome,okay?...

Emergency dance party–go away.

It’s coming between us right now.

Aquella tarde, en clase de Historia, Eleanor reparó en que Park mordisqueaba el lápiz para concentrarse. Y en que la chica que tenía detrás (cómo se llama, Kim, la de las tetas grandes y la...

Smiling is confusing, she thought. This is why I don’t do it.

He had never looked at me before, never, and the idea made my skin burn.

Because I’m the kind of girl who fantasizes about being trapped in a library overnight.

Cath wasn’t trying to make new friends here. In some cases, she was actively trying not to make friends, though she usually stopped short of being rude.

Seriously, why aren’t you on drugs?” Cath walked past her out of the room.”Are you a licensed psychiatrist? Or do you just play one on TV?””I’m on drugs,” Reagan said. “They’re a beautiful thing.

She was tired of being the one who cried.

There was a necklace inside. A thin silver chain with a small pendant, a silver pansy.

Her voice sounded much cooler than she felt. Inside, her internal organs were grinding themselves into nervous pulp. Her intestines were gone. Her kidneys were disintegrating. Her stomach was wringing itself out, yanking on her...