'"Sometimes this gift does suck. Some days, I have the pleasure of doling out good news- BMWs as graduation presents, aced finals, that sort of thing. Today, it's been nothing but total crap. And yes, it obviously must have come as a shock that I'd envisioned Sierra, whose parents had bred her for Harvard, walking to Physics 101 on the Middlesex Community College campus, but it's not my fault. I just deliver the mail; I don't write it'" (Chapter 1, p. 2).

"'I probably would be. If I could remember any of it'" (Chapter 2, p. 15).

"I sigh, thinking of the girls at school. Most of them are going through hell for guys- playing weird head games like 'ignore him and he'll fall all over you' or seeing who can fit into the clothes with the biggest price tags and the smallest sizes. I've never been a part of that world...