Not sure how I felt about Antonio and Echo, I linked my fingers with hers. Antonio cocked a surprised eyebrow. Damn straight, bro. I just marked my territory.

Wait.” I began to pull off his jacket. “You forgot this.””Keep it,” he said without looking back. “I’ll get it from you on Monday. When we discuss tutoring.”And Noah Hutchins – girl-using stoner boy and jacket-loaning savior – faded into the shadows.

Falling in love is not at all the most stupid thing that people do but gravitation cannot be held responsible for it.

You know a lot about math,” I said. You know a lot about math? What type of statement was that? Right along the lines of “Hey, you have hair and it’s red and curly.” Real smooth.

Love is not what the mind thinks, but what the heart feels.

I guess we know who got the good genes.”I laugh at the expression on Caleb’s face, his mouth drawn into a slight pucker and his eyes wide.

The toaster (lacking real bread) would pretend to make two crispy slices of toast. Or, if the day seemed special in some way, it would toast an imaginary English muffin.

But before any of the small appliances who may be listening to this tale should begin to think that they might do the same thing, let them be warned: ELECTRICITY IS VERY DANGEROUS. Never play with old batteries! Never put your plug in a strange socket! And if you are in any doubt about the...

I HAVE MADE THIS FOR YOU. She reached out and took a damp square of cardboard. Water dripped off the bottom. Somewhere in the middle, a few brown feathers seemed to have been glued on. ‘Thank you. Er … what is it?’ALBERT SAID THERE OUGHT TO BE SNOW ON IT, BUT IT APPEARS TO HAVE...

‘I’m happy,’ David said. ‘All the time. It’s amazing. I think of you and I want to smile. Do I make you want to smile?’ ‘No,’ Alec said, and kissed him. David could feel the curve of his mouth against his own.

Yeah, well,” I say, “I left Abnegation because I wasn’t selfless enough, no matter how hard I tried to be.””That’s not entirely true.” He smiles at me. “That girl who let someone throw knives at her to spare a friend, who hit my dad with a belt to protect me-that selfless girl, that’s not you?”…”You’ve...

Okay. Then…I can talk. Ask me something.””Okay.” He laughs shakily in my ear. “Why is your heart racing Tris?”I cringe and say, “Well, I…I barely know you. I barely know you and I’m crammed up against you in a box, Four, what do you think?”…”Maybe you were cut out for Candor,” he says, “because you’re...

THUMB, I HOPE I WILL NOT BORE YOU WITH HOW TOTALLY, TOTALLY I ADORE YOU. THE FUNNY WAY YOU HAVE OF TALKING, THE CUTE WAY YOU HAVE OF WALKING. PLEASE DO NOT FEEL THAT I AM STALKING YOU. LOVE, HENDERSON

I’ve been thinking about that proof I spoke of last time – that you’re where you’re supposed to be. And it occurred to me, can you prove you’d be better off somewhere else? If you’d have left the state, your relationship would have ended still. Maybe you’d have even blamed yourself, not knowing that it...

Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air – explode softly – and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth – boxes...

Your big scary husband is crying.

That’s the thing about hands. I love to hold hands because it brings comfort to me to know and feel I’m holding onto the person I love.

Cheer up, the worst is yet to come

To ugly ducklings everywhere,Don’t worry about those fluffy yellow morons:They’ll never get to be swans

The wine god sighed. ‘Oh Hades if I know. But remember, boy, that a kind act can sometimes be as powerful as a sword. As a mortal, I was never a great fighter or athlete or poet. I only made wine. The people in my village laughed at me. They said I would never amount...

Then, yes, Shea, I would love to be your girlfriend.

Había tantas cosas que quería de ella, y tanto que le quería dar. Pero iba a ser paciente, porque eso es lo que ella necesitaba, y él le daría todo lo que le fuera posible para hacerla feliz. Mientras lo amara, él le pertenecería a ella para siempre.

Children will not remember you for the material things you provided but for the feeling that you cherished them.

I think he was especially happy because I used to kiss this boy in the neighborhood a lot when I wasvery little, and even though the psychiatrist said it was very natural for little boys and girls to explorethings like that, I think my father was afraid anyway. I guess that’s natural, but I’m not...

I’ve never been that cute kid that was forgiven for being naughty.

Sometimes, I have to look twice at you just to see if you’re actually real. That much beauty is dangerous.

Real love stories never have endings.

I didn’t hear you complaining last night.”That’s because I wasn’t,’ she argued.’Then what’s the problem?’ he asked aggressively.’There is no problem. We had a good time and now it’s over.”Just like that?”You want flowers?

She walked beside Jared, four inches of rain-dashed darkness between her hanging wrist and his.

Of course, I’d like to have fake legs. I would dance with a boy and then afterwards pull up my dress to show him my fake legs, just to watch him fall over from the shock of it. I’d do that with a hundred boys until I found the one who got down on his...

Mrs. Kaspar” sounded too like a phone solicitor, which would not do after having kissed the circumference of her son’s neck.

Crushes are so awful. I wonder if they suck worse for the crush-er or the crush-ee. I consider my three years of watching Josh from afar. Yeah, definitely the crush-er.

A moment of reserve. “That was it? The whole story?””Yes. God, you’re right. That was pants.”I sidestep another aggressive couscous vendor. “Pants?””Rubbish. Crap. Shite.”Pants. Oh heavens, that’s cute.

I read the title from the cover. ‘ ‘The joy of… crap.’ ‘ I read the rest of the full title of the thick, nondescript volume to myself and felt myself redden.Noah turned over on to his side and said with mock seriousness, ‘I have never read ‘The Joy Of Crap’. Sounds disgusting.’ I blushed...

Leah, wake up.” Dougal sat on the edge of her bed and patted her shoulder.”Mmm,” she moaned. “What is it,Howard?””Howard? Are ye dreaming of Howard?”Her eyes flickered open. “Dougal?””Aye, ’tis me, yer true love, Dougal.”She smiled drowsily at him. “Yes, that’s true.

You were meant for me, Poppy. I can feel it in my fingertips when I touch you.

I can pull over,” he answers smartly.

I’d walk straight back out of it if only you’d let me.

That’s what most people don’t realize; that’s why one out of every two marriages fail. Because people go into them with hearts in their eyes and forever on their lips and no concept whatsoever of what that truly means. Of course it’s going to be hard work. Of course you are going to get angry...

Shortly after you left the room, Bushell came over and spoke to your father. I was not near enough to hear what he said, but Maria Lucas told me afterwards that he had been -‘ (she smiled) ‘amazingly impertinent.”Peter actually spoke to Papa?”He did. According to Maria, he had the impudence to criticise Mr Bennet...

Hello, Mary.’It was like hearing a note of divine calm after a dissonant passage of music. My confusion died away.

Habla muy deprisa, como si el silencio la asustara.

Like music on the waters is they sweet voice to me.

I thought if you wore that, no matter what face you saw every morning in the mirror,” he said in his deep voice, “you’ll never forget who you really are.”My eyes filling with tear, I held my hand out across the tabletop. He grasped my fingers, his grip strong and reassuring.”As if I ever could,”...

Have you ever kissed anybody?” he asked and took a sip.I smirked. “There aren’t a whole lot of opportunitiesin the digital world. I did practice on my hand once. It didn’t do anything for me”.Justin coughed on the water he was swallowing and I slapped my hand over my mouth.”Did I just say that aloud?”...

I had been so mad at him when I left, I’d given them back. All except for the one that stuck to the bottom of the jar.He smiled. “They’re at home, waiting.””For what?”His eyes glittered. “That, I cannot say.

If I had a camera,” I said, “I’d take a picture of you every day. That way I’d remember how you looked every single day of your life.” “I look exactly the same.” “No, you don’t. You’re changing all the time. Every day a tiny bit. If I could, I’d keep a record of it...

You realize that is you allow me to court you, all your opposition to marriage is going to have to be reconsidered.”She smiled, feigning innocence.”What opposition to marriage?””Excellent.””But I’m thinking we should have a long courtship.””Why?” He looked surprised.”Because i find I’ve developed a taste for adventure.””That sounds dangerous. Not at all in character for...

She shook off his grip. “I am what I am, and I don’t particularly care what you think of me.” “Well, I care what you think of me. I care enough that I stayed at this disgusting party for you. And I care enough that I’d attend a thousand more like it so I can...

You give me things too,” he said in a hushed voice as he bit off the cap. “Like what?” “A headache,” his smile widened.