Lines of note:
How many people do we encounter every day who might be related to us, or simply people who might have become the best friends we ever had, or our second spouses, or the agents of our destruction, if we only spent more than seconds with them? (location 1979)
This is an interesting question. Every person we interact with has an entire life. How many of those lives would fit in with yours?
“Reading isn’t the only thing in the world, Nina.”
“It’s one of only five perfect things in the world.”
“And the other four are?”
“Cats, dogs, Honeycrisp apples, and coffee.” (location 2160)
Libraries were her favorite places, and when she traveled, she would start out at the local library, thus immediately identifying herself as a total nerd. (location 2202)
I also like to go to libraries when I'm on vacation. BUT! There's a whole thing in here about how she never leaves LA, but then she talks about traveling all the time. FIGURE IT OUT, WAXMAN.
“I do. He’s mine.”
“What’s his name? He’s judging me.”
“His name is Phil, and actually,” said Nina, “he’s judging me.” (location 2434)
The new dog had his tail tucked and his eyes were grave. (location 2543)
Welcome to my house. My dog is like this a good 20% of her life. Last night when I was making human dinner after feeding animal dinner, Hannah came up to me with her tail tucked and sad eyes and bumped my hand for pets. After petting her for about ten seconds, I got back to dinner. Then she went over to the backdoor and nudged the doorknob, so I opened the door and went outside with her. Her tail started wagging and she was content to just go over to a pinecone and sniff it. She played me like a fiddle.
Parents get stuck in the amber of childhood, right? Whenever my parents visit, I feel myself becoming a cranky fourteen-year-old. (location 3221)
I instantly revert to a snotty teen when I'm around my sister. I try not to, but...
What I looked up:
“She also likes those drawings by Hirschfeld, you know, where he hid the name Nina somewhere in the picture . . . (location 2799)
This was vaguely familiar to me, but I couldn't quite place it. I have already looked up Hirschfeld before for a book review. Hirschfeld was an American caricaturist who was known for placing the name NINA in his drawings. Nina was his daughter and he started this practice after she was born.
Hat mentions (why hats?):
She said sockAH instead of soccer, or lollies instead of candy, but it wasn’t like she walked around in a hat with corks dangling from it. (location 249)
Nina reached Larchmont Boulevard, with its artisanal hat and cheese shops (two different shops; that would be a weird combination, especially in warm weather), and turned into her favorite café to grab a gluten-free low-fat bran muffin. (location 393)
Mr. Sarkassian was balding on top but with hair around the sides and back, like someone wearing a brown woolly hat with everything but the brim removed. (location 440)
“Backward hats, or, actually, any hats. I hate hats.” (location 707)
The hat store had a sale on berets. (location 1128)
“All right, young one,” said Liz, pulling on her battered Dodgers baseball hat. (location 1297)
Walking into a room full of strangers was about as comfortable for her as putting on a hat full of wasps and tugging it down firmly. (location 1594)
...and a large felt hat with a brim the size of Poughkeepsie. (location 3606)
...the California Quizzly Bears had also brought a sizable contingent of fans, who were wearing bear claw gloves and Smokey Bear hats. (location 3698)
She was wearing an entire grizzly bear head as a hat. (location 3718)
“Why doesn’t the Man with the Yellow Hat take his responsibility seriously?" (location 3833)
"The Man with the Yellow Hat is the victim." (location 3835)



















