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The Kiss Quotient (The Kiss Quotient, #1) The Kiss Quotient by Helen Hoang
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“If you can’t stand being with a woman who’s more successful than you, then leave her alone. She’s better off without you. If you actually love her, then know the value of that love and make it a promise. That is the only thing she needs from you.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“All the things that make you different make you perfect.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“I don't want just a night or a week or a month with you. I want you all the time. I like you better than calculus, and math is the only thing that unites the universe.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“She didn’t know how to be semi-interested in something. She was either indifferent . . . or obsessed.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“Michael was mint chocolate chip for her. She could try other flavors, but he’d always be her favorite.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“When you love someone, you fight for them in every way you know how.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“This crusade to fix herself was ending right now. She wasn't broken. She saw and interacted with the world in a different way, but that was her. She could change her actions, change her words, change her appearance, but she couldn't change the root of herself. At her core, she would always be autistic. People called it a disorder, but it didn't feel like one. To her, it was simply the way she was.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“How did one not obsess over something wonderful? How did one like something a reasonable amount?”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“The hero didn’t even have to win. All he had to do to get the girl was fight for her. If he lost, she’d kiss him better.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“Women buy underwear for the men they love. It’s economics. Data supports this claim.”
“Are you telling me you love me, Stella?”
She hugged Karate Bear tight and nodded, suddenly overcome by shyness.
“You’re not going to give me the words?” he asked.
“I’ve never said them to anyone but my parents.”
“You think I run around telling women I love them?”
He pulled her close and pressed their foreheads together.
“I’m going to get the words out of you. Tonight.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“Everything about him pleased her. Not just his looks, but his patience and his kindness. He was good. He was an obsession waiting to happen.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“She had a disorder, but it didn’t define her. She was Stella. She was a unique person.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“Could you say something, please? When a guy tells a girl he loves her, he doesn’t want silence in response. Was I too late? Are you over me?”

“Are you wearing the underwear I got you?”

Laughter cracked out of him. “Sometimes, the way your mind works is a complete mystery to me.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“The world stopped.
All was silence but for their hearts trying to synchronize their crashing.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“Yes, she was lonely. Yes, she had a broken heart. But at least she had herself.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“This goes two ways, Stella. You like the feel of me. I like the feel of you.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“Love, he found, was a jail. It trapped, and it clipped wings. It dragged you down, forced you to places you didn’t want to go”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“Money is better than men.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“She ached so badly to be held it felt like a sickness had invaded her muscles and bones. As usual, her own arms provided little comfort.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“When you loved something, you were good at it. If you weren't good right away, you got good at it.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“Women buy underwear for the men they love. It’s economics. Data supports this claim.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“She put a spoonful of mint chocolate chip in her mouth. [...]
"Let me try it."
She held her bowl toward him, but he didn't put his spoon in it. He trailed his fingers over her jaw as he tipped her head back and sealed his lips over hers. His tongue speared into her mouth, and the salt of him mixed with the flavor of the ice cream. She didn't know if she was mortified, shocked, aroused or all three.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“You’re wet already, Stella. You’re like a Lamborghini. Zero to sixty in two point seven seconds.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“Your body wages biological warfare on me.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“I have pockets, you know. You could have given me your cards and phone to hold for you.”

“I didn’t think of that. I left my phone at home because I couldn’t fit it in.” But now that she knew it was an option . . . This was why women had boyfriends.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“He exhaled sharply, and his brow creased in puzzlement. “You don’t like French kissing?” “It makes me feel like a shark getting its teeth cleaned by pilot fish.” It was weird and far too personal.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“In his experience, shit didn't need a reason to happen.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
tags: life
“For several stomach-twisting moments, she ran through her list of presocialization reminders: think before you talk (anything and everything can be an insult to someone; when in doubt, say nothing), be nice, sitting on your hands prevents fidgeting and feels good, make eye contact, smile (no teeth, that’s scary), don’t start thinking about work, don’t let yourself talk about work (no one wants to hear about it), please and thank you, apologize with feeling.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“What would he think if she told him how difficult it was for her to do things like dancing and drinking? Going out was supposed to be fun. For her, it was work—hard work.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
“More precisely, I’m an econometrician.” In Michael’s book, that put her solidly in the brainiac category, and an odd feeling ghosted up the back of his neck. Damned if he didn’t have a thing for smart girls.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient

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