All of my best friends are dead people. Someday I've got to figure out how that happened.

I guess it's hard, being apart all the time."
"It really is. If Lucas were still here, everything would be different."
Vic's smile turned smug. "Yeah, I'd have a roommate who could beat me at chess instead of the other way around."
Ranulf never looked up from the chessboard. "I hear your insults and plan to silence them with my victory."
"Keep dreaming," Vic called.

Vic knelt by Lucas's side. 'You look like crap, by the way.'

'Thanks for breaking it to me gently.' Lucas took a deep breath, then groaned.

I apologized to her once for spending less time with her, but she blew it off. "You're in love. That makes you actually kind of boring to people who aren't in love. You know, the sane ones.

Self-knowledge is better than self-control any day," Raquel said firmly. "And I know myself well enough to know how I act around cookies.

In my opinion, all boyfriends should turn out to be secretly wealthy.