Dash & Lily's Book of Dares

I was at empting to write the story of my life. It wasn’t so much about plot. It was much more about character.

“Game over,” you say, and I don’t know which I take more exception to—the fact that you say that it’s over, or the fact that you say it’s a game.

You restore my faith in humanity. And lately I’ve been thinking that a guy can do far, far worse than surrounding himself with people who restore his faith in humanity.”
“Like me.”
“Like you. And Sofia. And Yohnny. And Dov. And Lily.”

And while sometimes delights can be tiresome, mostly they are …”
“Delightful?” I of ered.
“Pure. They’re burnished by their own hopes.”

“Don’t worry. It’s your embarrassment at not having the thought that counts.”

It was one of those moments when you feel the future so much that it humbles the present.

5. Look for the warm woolen mittens with the reindeer on them, please.

So that’s why it was my best Christmas. Because it was the last one when I really believed.

Well sure, who doesn’t need a boyfriend? But realistically, those exotic creatures are hard to come by. At least a quality one.

hope I never love someone so much that they could hurt me the way Langston was hurt,