My purpose, my whole life, had been to love him and be with him, to make him happy. I didn’t want to cause any unhappiness now—in that way, I decided it was probably better than he wasn’t here to see this, though I missed him so much at that moment the ache of it was as bad as the strange pains in my belly.

This whole kissing process was turning out to be far more complicated and stressful than I'd thought it would be.

Dogs have important jobs, like barking when the doorbell rings, but cats have no function in a house whatsoever.

You can usually tell that a man is good if he has a dog who loves him.

pg. 301--"Saturday the weather couldn't decide if it was ready to fully entertain winter or if we were still stuck in the fall."pg.349--"...winter showed up in an angry, punishing fury...