The present no matter what I brought couldn’t change the past. The Past was set and sealed.
I sometimes think the stronger you feel about someone, the harder it is to picture their face when you are away from them.
It was a blessing and also a curse of handwritten letters that unlike email you couldn’t obsessively reread what you’d written after you’d sent it. You couldn’t attempt to un-send it. Once you’d sent it it was gone. It was an object that no longer belonged to you but belonged to your recipient to do with what he would. You tended to remember the feeling of what you’d said more than the words. You gave to object away and left yourself with the memory. That was what it was to give.
She couldn’t hide from everyone for the rest of her life… Well she could. That was the direction things were going. But she knew from long-ago experience that when you were uncertain and if you were courageous enough to let her in a real friend could do a world of good.
He'd pushed her. He'd scared her. He'd besieged her. He'd vowed he wouldn't, and he did.
She remembered me.' This was his worst weakness, his most toxic drug.
I think pants have unique qualities, especially in a woman’s life. Whatever bodily insecurities we have, we seem to take out on our pants.
Age is not so much a feature of your character, as the spot where you stand for a pretty fleeting time on the arc of your life.
I love that blurry place where life’s transitions are made without you even knowing it.
Developing characters is a strange thing. In the beginning they are abstract and I wonder how to move on from there.
My household is, in a nice way, very busy.
You get older and you learn there is one sentence just four worlds long and if you can say it to yourself it offers more comfort than almost any other. It goes like this… Ready ” “Ready.” “At least I tried.
The distinction has blurred between young adult and adult books. Some of the teen books have become more sophisticated.
What can I say? I'm obsessed. And as we all know obsessed girls can't be held responsible for our actions.
Some things have to be believed to be seen. -Ralph Hodgson
It was funny to hear her voice aloud. Her thoughts and perceptions usually existed so deep inside her, they rarely made it to the surface without a deliberate effort.
She wasn't as destructive as Bee. She had never been as dramatic. Rather, she'd slipped carefully, stealthily away from her ghosts.
Carmen didn't like change, and she certainly didn't like endings.
She got tired of herself. She got tired of not being able to say what she wanted or do what she wanted or even want what she wanted.
I mean putting yourself out there in the way of overwhelming happiness and knowing you're also putting yourself in the way of terrible harm. I'm scared to be this happy. I'm scared to be this extreme.
Everything I ever said to you was true and is true.
Marnie hated to see her spend so much of herself on someone who didn't care.
What happened to me by myself felt partly dreamed, partly imagined, definitely shifted and warped by my own fears and wants. But who knows? Maybe there is more truth in how you feel than in what actually happens.
Show me a girl with her feet planted firmly on the ground and I'll show you a girl who can't put her pants on. -Annik Marchand
Don't ask me any questions right now. I'm grumpy and I'll probablly make fun of you. -Effie Kaligaris
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