I'd known enough people for every minute of the day, and yet still didn't have anyone as my two a.m.
It was like discovering that some part of you wasn't yours at all. And it made me wonder what else I couldn't claim. 
When I pictured myself, it was always like just an outline in a colouring book, with the inside not yet completed. 
Sometimes there isn't a good guy or a bad guy. Sometimes even the ones you want to believe turn out to be liars. 
Please. She sighed. 'Can't a girl have high standards? I don't want an ordinary boy. 
Doesn't it seem sometimes that the whole world's uphill but at least we know the way back will be easy ... 
I mean, to me, freaking out is different. More of a running away, not telling anyone what's wrong, slowly simmering until you burst kind of thing. 
I've always written in first person. It gives the readers more insight. 
Did you really believe, that first day, that we were meant to be together?" I asked him.He looked at me and then said, "You're here, aren't you?
She'd wanted so much for me: the moon and more. But maybe, right now, the moon was enough. 
Growing up means :propelling yourself forward into whatever lies ahead, one turn of the wheel at a time. 
Don't think or judge,' I said. 'Just listen. 
The choices you make now, the people you surround yourself with, they all have the potential to affect your life, even who you are, forever. 
Call it crazy, or just chicken salad. 
I would have thought this would make me feel better.. getting to be the one to leave and not the one left behind. But it didn't. Not at all. 
Grief can be a burden, but also an anchor. You get used to the weight, how it holds you in place. 
But it was one thing to be cold over distance, another entirely when they were in your same zip code. 
Conciseness is underrated 
I tried to see it as bringing things full circle. I'd left and, in doing so, fractured myself. By returning, I'd be able to be whole again. 
If you have just one person believe in you, you'll always find your way 
You know, when it works, love is pretty amazing. It's not overrated. There's a reason for all those songs. 
what you have to decide, is how you want your life to be. if your forever was ending tomorrow, would this b the way you'd want to have spent it? 
My dreams were dull as my everyday life. 
Disco...is great for healing. 
Let's just start and see what happens. 
If this was my forever, I wouldn't want to spend it here. 
School was my solace, and studying let me escape, allowing me to live a thousand vicarious lives. 
Each time, I think I'm never going to write another book. It never gets easier. 
I don't think I like you." "A common reaction," he replied. "I'll win you over. Eventually." She 
Don't be a fool. Don't give up something important to hold onto someone who can't even say they love you. 
I had this wild thought that he was the only one in all this chaos who was just like me, and that was comforting and profound all at once. 
It wasn't so much that I was positive. I just wasn't fully subscribing to such a negative way of thinking anymore. 
But sometimes I longed for that sense of someone pulling me close, feeling another heartbeat against mine. 
Accepting all the good and bad about someone. It's a great thing to aspire to. The hard part is actually doing it. 
Sometimes you dont even want to think aout what people are doing with their groceries. 
Then what are you like, Annabel?" he shot back. "A liar, like you told me that first day? Come on. That was the biggest lie of all. 
You bought me some forks. And knives. And spoons. Because you love me! 
I knew that it wouldn't last. It was just a moment, a perfect moment, as time stood still and fleetingly everything fell back into its proper place. 
You should never be surprised when someone treats you with respect, you should expect it. 
Hate Spinnerbait! 
The point,' Ms. Conyers continued, is that no word had one specific definition. Maybe in the dictionary, but not in real life. 
Remy: Did you really believe, that first day, that we were meant to be together?Dexter: You're here, aren't you?
You really get to meet people on such a personal level. There's a real bonding in someone beating the crap out of you. 
Don't you give me no rotten tomato," Dexter sang, "just 'cause to your crazy shit Icannot relate-o.
If you don't pay attention to the past, you'll never understand the future. It's all linked together. You see what I'm saying? At 
I think part of the problem sometimes is that there's so much happening in my books, to whittle it down into a single script is hard. 
All I could think was that here, finally, for once, I wasn't only watching and reporting but part of this moving, changing world as well. 
She fell, she hurt, she felt. She lived. 
Maybe it was just part of growing up with someone. Once you have a rhythm and stay with it long enough, it's not hard to find again. 
Nothing is guaranteed ... So don't be afraid. Be alive. 
This is what daughters did. They left, and came home later with lives of their own. 
You know, feeling and action are always linked, one can't exist without the other. It's sort of a hippie thing.-Wes 
Writing a novel is like childbirth: once you realize how awful it really is, you never want to do it again. 
You punched him by accident. 
It's a choice, Annabel. And if you make the wrong one, you have only yourself to blame when there are consequences. 
Hey, and for what it's worth? Friends don't leave you alone in the woods. Friends are the ones who come and take you out. 
I was born in 1970 in Illinois, but all the life I remember I've spent in Chapel Hill, N.C. 
I never really know what I'm going to write next until it comes to me. So we'll just have to see what happens. 
It was strange, telling the story from the beginning instead of catching someone up on only the latest awful chapter. 
I hated high school. I was not the greatest student, participated in no activities, and spent most of my time hanging out in my parking lot. 
With total strangers, it had always been my policy to expect the worst. Usually they-and those that you knew best, for that matter-did not disappoint. 
I'd been caught up in some wild cyclone, like Dorothy throw into Oz, with not a good witch in sight to save me. 
I don't think anyone would think that an ellipsis represents doubt or anything. I think it's more, you know, hinting at the future. What lies ahead. 
It took a lot of work to be perfect. If you didn't want to break a sweat, there was no point in even bothering. 
See you in dreamland 
When you only had words, you had to make up for things, say what you might not need to otherwise. 
How weird that must be, to stay the same as everyone else changes. 
I think whenever a writer is really enjoying themselves and liking what they are doing, that shows on the page. 
So finally, I decided that the best response - the safest - was none at all. 