“ When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination and that one day he'd be pleased. Anthony Browne
“ My first love was everything, all at once. The kind of love you fight for, the kind of boy you fight for. Scott Spencer
“ I came across few whites as a boy at Qunu. The local magistrate, of course, was white, as was the nearest shopkeeper. Occasionally, white travelers or policemen passed through our area. These whites a… Nelson Mandela
“ My name is Mr Bread." He began writing his name neatly on the board. "But you can call me Peter."Suddenly there was quiet, as thirty little brains whirred."Pita Bread!" proclaimed a ginger-haired boy… David Walliams
“ It’s so obvious that you’re gonna ask a good looking dude to be with you for the rest of your holiday while you only know his name for like 2 hours, 32 minutes, 12 seconds.”“Trisha! Being mean is my j… Rea Lidde
“ He feels her heart race madly against his own and for a second he thinks it’s finally happened , he’s come alive. M.C. Frank
“ With his mad eyes that cannot seem to look at everything they want to all at once, with the dagger poised in his palm- like sharp teeth or black eyes, he is transforming into something both terrifying… Annie Fisher
“ So it was a crossroads summer, when the universe seemed to stand perilously still like an egg wobbling on a precipice, a regular rite of passage summer that saw us traverse the hazardous divide betwee… Sol Luckman
“ He’d never thought of death like that, like it’s some sort of other life that you can hope for, dream of. Escape to. That it can rescue you. M.C. Frank
“ You!' Skeet bellowed.When uttered with just the right tone, this is the universal name for any boy. Accordingly, all heads snapped towards the angry master. Jonathan Renshaw
“ You kissed me once and now you feel as if you’ve got some special kind of licence to do it whenever you want? Simona Panova
“ So, apart from casting runes, what other hobbies do you have? Forbidden rituals, human sacrifices, torturing? – Simona Panova
