Rainbow Rowell

I don’t want to think about an after.’

for a world of suck to hit the fan.

Oliver’s Story had made the cut, but Love Story hadn’t. And Little Men was there, but not Little Women or Jo’s Boys.

Brains love poetry.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood…’

“Look at her,” Cal said, “she’s a Betty.”

“Jungle fever is a thing,

Snow stands again when I walk into our Greek classroom. I take my seat without looking his way. “Enough, Snow, I’m not the Queen.”

I’ve got you now, I think. I’ve finally got you where I want you.

Baz?”

“Yeah.”

“There’s a car—there’s a car! I don’t know how to stop