Quotes from Lee Nichols

All I know is that I'm in love with you, he said, almost angrily. That the sight of you, the scent of you, the sound of your voice - I can't help myself, I can't stop it, I can't think of anything else. You've made me completely useless.

And I wanted that - to come first in somebody's life. Isn't that what we all want?

He really was perfect. If only he was perfect for me.

Because it's still a heartache. And nothing makes you want to die more than that.

You know you've got a problem when baristas greet you by name. You know you've got another problem when it's the warmest social interaction of your day.

Besides, how could I trust them, when I couldn't even trust myself?

We've got girls like that in Boston, he said. Fake as her nails.

Sex with a woman who wants to please a man is nothing compared to sex with a woman who wants to please herself.

I fell, okay? Then clawed your way out like a bad zombie movie?

Lukas grinned at me. I didn't know how badass you are. That's kind of hot.

I'm just a-- I looked at Yoshiro. An unimpressive girl who doesn't want to battle ghosts and kill wraiths. There's only three things I want. To find my family. Dispel Neos. And to-- I stopped suddenly, and didn't know where to look. Yes? Yoshiro said. The third thing? To be with me, Bennett said.

I knew you liked him, Henry said. Ever since he tied your tie.

He stripped to his trunks, then dove into the pool. We all watched as he broke the surface and climbed from the water, his muscles slick and wet, his green eyes glowing in the half light of the glass ceiling. I heard Natalie and Sara both sigh, and Harry murmur that it almost made him want to go gay. Coby stretched out on a chaise beside me and asked, "So you still sorry you moved here?

This was bad. This was toss-Emma-back-into-the-mental-hospital-bad.

A message had been sent to EmmaVaile at an account I didn't recognize. It was from BennettStern at the same network. Four words: I'm grateful for you.

He's gone, Sara said. I can feel it. This time for good. Natalie hugged her, and she started to sob. Then Harry shattered the silence with a pained yell, hurling his thermos into the woods. With tears in his eyes, he said, I want a drink. I hugged him fiercely. It'll have to be one of my special chais, Harry. Have I made you a dirty one yet? I want mine filthy, he said. We trudged back to the museum together, and toasted Coby with dirty vanilla chai lattes.

Your chimp ? Bennett asked with a half laugh. Despite what you might think, that is not a term of endearment for your girlfriend! Harry explained, raising his hands in a placating gesture. Even though she has monkey toes.

It was scary as hell when you considered everything together, but if you approached each thing individually, it was simple.

I think about the apocalyptic mess I've created in the trolley. "Organization happens to be one of my fortes." "Fort," he says. "What?" I say. "Apparently it's pronounced fort. Not fort-tay. One syllable, as in Knox.

located in El Paseo, a slightly old-world marketplace downtown. Traditional Spanish architecture and winding adobe hallways led to quaint gift shops and jewelry stores. It was old-world meets tourist trap.

But not your average mall—Paseo Nuevo has terra-cotta roofs and cobbled streets and sidewalk cafés. And Aveda and Nordstrom and all the other regulars

Plique-à-jour, which means "windows of light," is one of the most stunning and difficult enameling techniques.

Because it's still a heartache. And nothing makes you want to die more than that.