“My boyfriend is named Percocet," I say. "We're very close. I even went to Europe with him last summer.”

“I felt very close to God…. My friends say that's because I was always on my knees.”

“My boyfriend was insanely sexy, vampire or not, and I couldn't keep my hands off him.”

“I told my boyfriend after three weeks that I wanted to marry him and that we could do it tomorrow.”

“And why had Deb's last boyfriend dumped her?
I dumped him.
Maybe you didn't French-kiss him enough.
I promise you that wasn't it.
Tell me how many times a day you kissed, and I'll say if it was enough.
Four hundred.
Not enough.”

“[I] Went to Germany to study there and graduated from the architecture faculty in Darmstadt in 1914. I studied art during my trips through Europe; went to Paris. In the summer of 1912 I traveled more than 1200 km in Italy on foot, learning and drawing. In 1912 my works were accepted for the first time at the large exhibition in Petersburg. From 1915 in I lived in Moscow, exhibiting each year.”

“Today we're going to try and say his name…OH! OHHH! Can you even say a part of his name--OH! OHHH!”

“My boyfriend and I are badasses.”

“Annabeth smiled. “I don’t know the ocean very well, but my boyfriend does. I think it’s time you met Percy.”

“I have looked upon all that the universe has to hold of horror, and even the skies of spring and the flowers of summer must ever afterward be poison to me. But I do not think my life will be long. As my uncle went, as poor Johansen went, so I shall go. I know too much, and the cult still lives.”