I don't like you with Becky. She's not a very nice girl.'
'I don't like you with Jake. He's not me.

I thought it could be something, I mean, eventually." Harrison finally looks at us. "My life I thought-but I mean... it's nothing."
"Don't cry" Grace says. "You have a lot of time."
"No, I don't."
"Yeah, you do."
"No.-"
"Yeah! Yeah, you do. It's okay. Look-"

She does something that is so amazingly selfless and also gross. She tilts Harrison's face up and gives him a sweet kiss on the lips and it lasts long enough for him to taste her back, to move his mouth against hers.
Harrison stares at her dumbfounded but he's stopped crying
She is so nice.

Since that day I saw you in chemistry class with thatt canary yellow shirt, I wanted to make every day Christmas for you.

You saved me," I said. Nathaniel put his hands on either side of my face. "I had to," he said. "So you could save me back.

You're impossible," he murmured. "But you're worth it.

Sookie, my little bullet-sucker"
Eric, my big bullshitter