C. Elizabeth Quotes

That's you, right?' he asks me. 'Yeah.' 'Cute. Not that I, uh, think little kids are cute. Just that you were cute. I mean, you can see how you turned out to be so...oh.

Just once, I wanted to lose something without the whole world watching.

I know who I want to be with, and it isn't her. - Ryan

Once upon a time, I did not live in Shady Pines. Once upon a time, my name was not Alice. Once upon a time, I didn't know how lucky I was.

I knew I was having a panic attack. I hadn't had one in a while, though, and I'd forgotton how they made everything like it- and I- was going to fall apart. How they reminded me of how trapped I was.

Cute" is one of those words people use when they know you're smart enough to realize "you've got so much personality" means "you're ugly.

I suppose he's making a real fashion statement, but this is high school. You're not supposed to be real. You're supposed to be enough like everyone else to get through and out into the waiting world.

I'd dressed up and hoped and I was so tired of doing that, so tired of dreaming and being unable to stop it despite the fact that I'd seen, maybe better than anyone here, what dreams could do to you.

I think...I think sometimes that's how it is. Sometimes people have to go before you get stuff. Before you can really get it.

My full name is Lauren Lee Smith. Of all the names I could have been given, that's the one I got. Lauren Lee Smith. It has all the personality of a toaster.

I think love is huge, overwhelming. I think it's terrible and beautiful.

I'd forgotten how much feelings hurt.

I felt nothing all the time, and it had started to feel normal. It should have scared me, but it didn't.

I don’t know, shifted a little or something, smoothed down–people would think of me the way they think of Dave, and everything would always be perfect. I would be perfect.

The sun will rise tomorrow. It always does, and all the wishing in the world for the way things were, or for what they could have been, won't change that. It won't change how things are.

You're right . . . you can't go back. No matter how much you want to, you never can

I didn't feel anything watching him go. I didn't even wish I did.

Well as much as I'm sure the people next door who are pretending they aren't looking at me would like to hear what I have to say, I'd rather say it to just you.

Hope was supposed to be a good thing, but it was starting to feel like every other four-letter word you're not supposed to say.

I think you’re the saddest person I’ve ever met. It’s like you’re drowning in it.

Please. If you were mostly dead in the middle of the road I'd obviously stop. And then I'd watch you die." Kate to Will

It was like we were all so busy trying to be happy or saying we were happy, but underneath there was nothing but bitterness, the kind that could only be bled out in ink, in unspoken word.

Sometimes being me is very confusing.

...sometimes, you have to break your own heart.

Because I-I'm someone who wants to kiss you. Be with you." Eli says as if it is obvious, as if I know what is written on his heart.

I’m broken, I have cut myself wide open. I can see my heart and it is not what I believed it was, it is not good and kind and all the things I have always thought I am.

But I know a lie when I hear one.

I'll always remember taking your hand and telling you that everything would be okay.

Three life lessons: 1.No one will see you. 2.No one will say anything. 3.No one will save you.

Too late, too late, juice pouring does not a kind soul make, and I killed you.

This is the real unwritten rule: You don't want what you know you shouldn't. And I haven't just broken that rule. I have wrecked it, smashed it, and still... And still I want.

Something in me, in my bruised heart, wakes up, and even though I'm terrified, I don't push the feeling away.

I don't know how I know that, but I do. I can feel the beat of that truth inside me. Taste it bitter on my tongue. Sometimes, like now, I didn't think I want to know who I really am.

Talking about someone who makes you happy actually makes you happy. Being happy makes you want to talk, to go over everything, to share it so you can remember it all over again.

Now that the day of reckoning has arrived, they cry socialism!

American presidents always avoid shaking hands with brutal dictators, except when it's advantageous to do so.

It's not about Obama, it's about the Democrats and their policies that cause consternation on the right.

If you want sucess,you must pursue it.

If I have all the faith so as to move mountains,but do not have love,then I an nothing.

You will always have value and nothing can change that.

But those with shattered souls find it very difficult to speak.

I feel helpless, hopeless, too low to call out, too weak to think. Impotent tears dribble down.

How can I be kind? How can I find bird-relief in the nest-building of day-to-day? Necessity supplies no velvet wing with which to escape. I am indeed and mortally pierced with the seeds of love.

It's because I'm only interested in the big things that I'm not interested in politics.

You have to be slightly blind to believe in any cause.

Go to the ant, thou sluggard, learn to live, and by her busy ways, reform thy own.

What you forget is that plants themselves want to live as much as you want them to. More.

April 19 And now it is spring. Birds are singing. Wistful notes and jubilant. And bare streets and no need for coats, and skipping ropes and bicycles and a thin new moon.

You have to have short fingernails or they'd just break off, and you can't wear red polish - it looks like your fingers are bleeding.

It's not about being right, it's about getting it right.