"Having plans sounds like a good idea - until you have to put on clothes and leave your house."
"I'd give up being a bitch, but I'm not a quitter."
"You only live once, right?""Not true," Quinn said, "you live every day. You only die once."
"His expression was strained. "I'm trying like hell to be the good guy here. I need you to go inside and lock the door behind you to keep out of trouble.""I thought Wildstone was safe.""It is. The trouble isn't going to come from the unknown. It's going to come from me. Go, Quinn. Now. And lock your door."She stared up at him, mesmerized by the thought of him being trouble, images going through her head of him proving it to her, all of them involving little to no clothing and a bed."
"Everyone knew that bugs traveled in packs. Only the stupid ones got caught. The smart ones lay in wait for her to go to sleep so they could attack."
"Some people aren't meant to stay in your life. But, that doesn't mean you can't carry a piece of them in your heart."
"Mom used to tell me not to worry when people didn't get me. People throw rocks at things that shine - from the mixed up files of Tilly Adam's journal"
"There's a big difference between want and need," she muttered to herself, picking her pad and pen back up. "I mean I want a bikini body, but I need chicken nuggets."