Cathy Cassidy Quotes

The tiniest criticism or put-down soaks into me and lies in my heart like a stone. Sometimes that spurs me on to work harder, but sometimes it just fills me up with sadness.

Daisy chains are pretty fragile, and it turns out that families are too.

Look," I whisper to Cat, "Shooting star! That's good luck." She rolls her eyes. "It's a plane, you idiot," she says, and when I look again I can see that she's right. Typical.

When our fingers touch a crackle of electricity passes between us.

Instead of blue skies and sunshine, there are grey clouds and endless rain that seeps into your bones, your soul.