Robin Brande

I'm proud to be a freak of nature.

Is it just me, or is that guy the coolest boyfriend ever invented?" "It__ not just you." And there was that same dull pain-the one I get sometimes when I see the two of them together and realize I__l never have that. I gave Amanda a smile. "He__ great. I__ really happy for you." And that was a hundred percent true. But it didn__ make it hurt any less.

Maybe if I had to boil it down to one easy sentence, it would be this: I believe in evolution, and I believe in God. I just haven't worked out the details yet.

I thought guys were complicated. Maybe they are. But maybe they're easy and it's really me who's complicated.

There's something about seeing people when they have just wake up--before they have a chance to put on the face they show everyone else. There's like this last hint of innocence.

. . . I still wouldn't be able to control myself around him, and I'm math geek enough to know that equation doesn't work out.

Matt is a tortured soul,' Amanda insisted. 'He's Heathcliff and you're Cathy. He's Rochester and you're Jane Eyre. He's-''Darcy and I'm Elizabeth. I get it. And you're wrong.

Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Lord, but sometimes it's hard not to get a jump on it yourself.

You know what they say," Amanda said. "Hatred isn't the opposite of love, it's just another variation of it. They both mean you have passionate feelings for someone.