You're perfect just the way you are...is what your guidance counselor says. And she's an alcoholic.
You try standing up to my mom. She's a force of nature.
You see, the glamour girl standing before you was not the dame I first laid eyes on in Penn Station. In fact, at first I thought she was the charwoman. Don’t you remember how frightful you looked that...
You must work always to understand your own heart so that it cannot be used against you.
You know, people, just being beautiful isn't enough. Tiara looked confused. But... it always has been.
You know what works? Denial. As a coping tool, denial is severely underrated.
You know what else is hot? said a nameless blonde as she put her arm around the one black girl. What?Bisexuals.Totally. Well, not like real bisexuals who are just sort of your everyday people, but, li...
Yes, after all, if I were to join you, I might enjoy myself, and wouldn't that be a shame? Please, don't spare me another thought.
Will you punish me forever?
Why had this power come to me? I can scarcely govern myself. At times, I feel as if I could dance through the halls with happiness, and then, just as suddenly, my thoughts are dark and lost and fright...
When you looked up to the sky and cried Why? sometimes the sky shrugged. Yet other times it answered with the warm assurance of linked hands. Sorry, it whispered on the wind. Sorry for all the pain lo...
When the music is over, she keeps her head down till she finds her seat again, and I wonder how many times each day she dies a little.
When it is time for me to visit Brigid, I find her awake in her little room. That's awl righ', luv. I don' care to forget, if it's all the same, she says, and there are no rowan leaves at her window a...
When did you become a cynic? Sam asked. Evie smiled. When I found out I was a little girl.
What was the point of living so quietly you made no noise at all?
What place lay beyond the reach of evil?
What makes a girl a girl? What makes a guy a guy? Do you have to be what they want you to be? Or do you stop and listen to that voice inside you? I know who I am. I'm Petra West. And I'm a girl. You w...
What happens if your choice is misguided, You must try to correct it But what if it’s too late? What if you can’t? Then you must find a way to live with it.
What frightens you? What makes the hair on your arms rise, your palms sweat, the breath catch in your chest like a wild thing caged?
What fresh hell is this? Adina muttered.