“You know, I've heard you actually have to have sex to get pregnant.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“St. Clair clears his throat. 'My fiancée and I are headed out for a celebratory dessert. I'd ask you all to join… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“They had me next to some horrible couple in matching Hawaiian shirts. There's no reason to suffer this flight alone when we… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“You know more useless crap, St. Clair. Good thing you're so darn cute," Josh says.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Nathan nods. "Have a good time. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." I hear Andy as I'm walking out the front door.… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“I get out of the car, and I'm blasted by the stench of body odor. Cricket is beside me, and he's talking,… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“I'm sorry," he says. "What? Why?" "You're fixing everything I set down." He nods at my hands, which are readjusting the elephant.… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“You’ll be reading the breakfast menu without me before you know it.” Hmm, maybe I don’t want to learn French” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“What...what about when I'm married?” “We'll buy a cot. Your husband can sleep on that when he visits.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Soap?" "School of America in Paris" he explains. "SOAP". Nice. My father sent me here to be cleansed.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“The only French word I know is oui, which means “yes,” and only recently did I learn it’s spelled o-u-i and not… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Cricket Bell.” I smiled into my phone. “How did you get so wise?” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Well, bloody noses." I hug his coat tighter. "Those are definitely hot.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“I mean, really. Who sends their kid to boarding school? It's so Hogwarts. Only mine doesn't have cute boy wizards or magic… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“I'm going to be sick. I'm going to vomit that weird eggplant tapenade I had for dinner, and everyone will hear, and… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“He snuffles. Oh, no. He's not going to cry, is he? Because even though it's sweet when guys cry, I am so… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Closed. Plenty of time to see it later, remember?" He leads me into the courtyard, and I take the opportunity to admire… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“She rests her hand on the ruffled costume beside her. “Just answer this one question. My brother never got over you. Did… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Here is everything I know about France: Madeline and Amelie and Moulin Rouge. The Eiffel Tower and the Arc de Triomphe, although… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“He pats his way around the bed and slides back in. 'Ow,' he says. 'Yes?' 'My belt. Would it be weird...' I’m… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“This warmth over the telephone. Is it possible for home to be a person and not a place? Bridgette used to be home to… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“I wasn't being a git. I wasn't even being a twat, or a wanker, or any of your other bleeding Briticisms -” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“You said on my birthday that you were afraid of being alone, but I’ve been here this whole time. This whole time.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Lola: Do you think things have to be easy? For it to work? Cricket: NO. I mean, yes, but... sometimes there are... extenuating circumstances.… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Thanks. I forgot how to flip off the English. I'll use the correct hand gesture next time." "My pleasure. Always happy to educate.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Beautiful. He called me beautiful! But wait. I don't like Dave. Do I like Dave?” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“We're enveloped in pitch black. "Wait here," I whisper. "Are you getting your ax?" "Handcuffs." "Kinky. But, okay, I'll try it.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“And, suddenly, I want to touch him. Not a push, or a shove, or even a friendly hug. I want to feel the creases… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
