“I asked her about life, and it was as if she rummaged around in a dusty chest to get me the answers.”

“… and when he thought about the way she laughed, as though she owned the air around her, his heart thundered inside his chest, a lonely rada.”

“I get paid to ask questions I don't know the answers to and to complain about the things that bother me.”

“God had answered her prayer, not with the thing she asked for, but rather the thing she wanted most in her heart.”

“I asked you to conquer your fear, but all you did was give in to it. If you were in love with her, that would be one thing. Love is something to be afraid of, but this, this is embarrassing. So she talks too much, so she's too enthused about every little thing, so what? Get in, get your question answered, and get out. Stand up to her, for cryin' out loud!”

“Almost Beyond:
She laid on my chest & her breathing filled me almost to beyond what I could hold.”

“She rummaged in a battered bag beside her, brought out a dirty spoon, and began to taste the beans as if they were one of the jams of paradise.”

“My daughter was asked by a little old lady in a London hotel restaurant what her daddy did. She answered, “He’s a pirate” - I was very proud of that answer.”

“Do you always ask me the same questions you ask him?"

"It depends on whether or not I get an answer.”

“So what was that all about?"
"I think," Jace said, "that she asked if she could touch my mango."
"Shethat?"
Jace shrugged. "Yeah, then she gave me her number.”