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1 " Maybe we should go on lots of double dates,” Cath said, “and then we can get married on the same day in a double ceremony, in matching dresses, and the four of us will light the unity candle all at the same time.”“Pfft,” Levi said, “I’m picking out my own dress. "
― Rainbow Rowell , Fangirl
2 " You don’t have any friends, your sister dumped you, you’re a freak eater..and you’ve got some weird thing about Simon Snow." " I object to every single thing you just said." Reagan chewed. And frowned. She was wearing dark red lipstick." I have lots of friends," Cath said." I never see them." " I just got here. Most of my friends went to other schools. Or they’re online." " Internet friends don’t count." " Why not?" Reagan shrugged disdainfully." And I don’t have a weird thing with Simon Snow," Cath said. " I’m just really active in the fandom." " What the fuck is ‘the fandom’? "
3 " Seriously, why aren't you on drugs?" Cath walked past her out of the room." Are you a licensed psychiatrist? Or do you just play one on TV?" " I'm on drugs," Reagan said. " They're a beautiful thing. "
4 " He ever offer to walk you home?" " I've never asked," Cath said quickly. " I've never asked you either." " That's true," Levi said.More quiet. More cold.The air stung Cath's throat when she finally spoke again. " So maybe you shouldn't." " Don't be ridiculous," Levi said. " That wasn't my point. "
5 " How many people make a career out of writing anyway?' Cath snapped. She felt like everything inside her was snapping. Her nerves. Her temper. Her esophagus. 'I'll write because I love it, the way other people knit or . . . or scrapbook. And I'll find some other way to make money. "
6 " But I don't want to write my own fiction,' Cath said, as emphatically as she could. 'I don't want to write my own characters or my own worlds -- I don't care about them. . . . I'd rather pour myself into a world I love and understand than try to make something up out of nothing. "
7 " Are you okay?" she heard someone - Levi? - ask " Hey... are you crying?" Cath ran her fingers along the cover, over the raised gold type.Then someone else ran right into her, pushing the book into Cath's chest. Pushing two books into her chest. Cath looked up just as Wren threw an arm around her." They're both crying," Cath heard Reagan say. " I can't even watch." Cath freed an arm to wrap around her sister. " I can't believe it's really over," she whispered.Wren held her tight and shook her head. She really was crying, too. " Don't be so melodramatic, Cath," Wren laughed hoarsely. " It's never over... It's Simon. "
8 " When she and Wren divided up their clothes, Wren had taken anything that said " party at a boy's place" or " leaving the house." Cath had taken everything that said " up all night writing" or " it's okay to spill tea on this." " (pg. 189) "
