Cecelia Ahern, Thanks for the Memories

‘She won’t tell me where my blood went and she won’t ever speak to me again either.’
’On account of you running away from her after a Viking bus?’
’That had something to do with it.’
’Gee, Justin, you really have a beautiful way with women’ (364)

"When I wake up I have to remember all over again that my dreams are not real and that my reality is not a dream" (187).

"Our lies now are just more sophisticated; our words to deceive, more eloquent" (66).