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The frustrating thing about being in love with Michael Moscovitz is that it’s impossible to stay angry with him, especially when he’s got his hand wrapped around the back of your neck and he’s resting his forehead against yours and that clean Michael smell of his is filling your senses.

“People spend so much time wondering why the women don’t leave. Where are all the people who wonder why the men are even abusive? Isn’t that where the only blame should be placed?”

“Also,” I added, “if we have a girl, we can’t call her Leah. Because then she’s going to be Princess Leah.” “Oh my God.” His eyes lit up. “I didn’t think of that. Princess Leia of Genovia? That’s fantastic.” “No, it’s not. Of course, we could name the other one Luke if it’s a boy—” He sucked in his breath, his eyes lighting up even more. “Michael, I was kidding,” I said. “We can’t name our twins Luke and Leia.” .

Then all you want to do is throw your arms around him and say, “Oh, all right, I give up, I’ll do whatever you want. What does it matter?” He’s very hard to resist

“Did you seriously just refer to your testicles as ‘bad boys’?” “I did. It’s not as if you didn’t have warning, Mia. As has been previously stated—by that bastion of fine reporting, InTouch, no less—I am the world’s greatest lover.”

“Hey,” he said, leaning back in his chair and spreading his legs wide. “I’m more than willing to change my last name and give up my citizenship for you. I’ll even walk two steps behind you in public after we’re married, like a proper prince consort. But the birth control thing is going to have to be up to you, because obviously nothing can contain what these bad boys are packing.”

“didn’t ask permission—I knew you wouldn’t like that, it’s sexist. You’re not your father’s property.” !!!!!

“Why do guys always assume women being lesbians is about them?”

“When we suffer prolonged anxiety, we have a tendency to become self-obsessed. I don’t mean that in a pejorative way,’ she adds. ‘It’s simply a fact. You believe the whole world is thinking about you constantly. You believe the world is judging you and talking about you”

“I wondered if they knew how marvelous it felt to truly take control of your body, to possess the kind of daily discipline most people won’t know in a lifetime.”

“You’re so beautiful,” said Alice. “I’m so afraid of looking at you and not knowing who you are.” “I think that even if you don’t know who I am someday, you’ll still know that I love you.” “What if I see you, and I don’t know that you’re my daughter, and I don’t know that you love me?” “Then, I’ll tell you that I do, and you’ll believe me.”

“I don’t know why, but it just seemed like everyone was suddenly walking forward in a straight line while I was moving against them in an unsteady and crooked path that no one else could see. And the more I stayed on that path, the more my family, and everyone else, didn’t want me around anymore.”

“Social interaction was always stressful for her. She genuinely liked people, and she enjoyed talking to people she knew well—as long as it wasn’t in large groups and the interactions didn’t get too intense. When it did, her instinct was always to withdraw, to hide away where it was safe. Since she couldn’t always get out of the room, shutting down was the way she was able to make it through difficult conversations.”