"What can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died?" Chapter 1, pg. 9

"If I were a sentimentalist, and care enough about Harvard to hang a photograph of it on the wall, it would not be of Winthrop House, or Mem Church, but of Dillon. Dillon Field House."

Chapter 2, pg. 18

"'Jen...what would you say if I told you...'

I hesitated. She waited.

'I think...I'm in love with you.'

'I would say...you were full of shit.'"

Chapter 2, pg. 22

"I told her how I loathed being programmed for the Barrett Tradition--which she should have realized, having seen me cringe at having to mention the numeral at the end of my name. And I did not like having to deliver x amount of achievement every single term." Chapter 4, pg. 35

"Our first physical encounter was the polar opposite of our first verbal one. It was all so...