“Your lips were made for mine, Beck. You are the reason I have a mouth, a heart.”

“I'm the same way about the bookshop. You know, I walk around and I feel the whole world is in there, the most important stories of all time.”

“The problem with books is that they end.”

“I peeked in the bag. Do you know what was in there? I'll tell you what was in there: a collapsible tray table. Is there any sadder purchase in this fucking world? Maybe a CD of C+C Music Factory's ...”

“... and Lynn is dead inside, like a corpse. She Instagrams methodically, clinically, as if she's gathering evidence for defense, like her entire life is dedicated to proving that she has a life.”

“It's amazing how good fifty and sunny feels after you've been bleeding in twelve with a windchill of go fuck yourself.”

“Lucian's father had warned him to fear idle men. Without the pride gained from a good day's work, they were left to their vices and the doubts that crowded their head. Their hatred. Their envy.”

“She was wearing her fuzzy pink hat and she was happy, which was so obnoxious. She'd become one of those people who waltzed through life without so much as a split end, and I was still one of those ...”

“We may be just a drop in the ocean, but even the ocean envies the depth of our love.”