Teen Quotes

Teen Quote of the day

She looked at her hand: Just some hand, holding a cheap pen. Some girls’ hand. She had nothing to do with that hand. Let that hand do whatever it wanted to.

Keep true to the dreams of your youth.

Don't forget - no one else sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell.

Librarians are notorious snitches—don’t let anybody convince you otherwise.

Be classy. Anything but trashy.

If you don't believe in yourself, who will?' ~Maybeck

Growing up is such a barbarous business, full of inconvenience... and pimples.

For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.

It's like I'm thirteen again and he's my crush. All I'm aware of in this entire roomful of people is him. Where he is, what he's doing, who he's talking to.

She's kind of a, well, you know, a B with an itch.

A friend is someone who can brighten your day with a simple smile, when others try to do it with a thousand words.

Everything...affects everything

The way I figure it, everyone gets a miracle.

And I'm suppose to sit by while you date boys and fall in love with someone else, get married...?" His voice tightened. "And meanwhile, I'll die a little bit more every day, watching.

A blank canvas...has unlimited possibilities.

I was eleven, then I was sixteen. Though no honors came my way, those were the lovely years.

If I were to draw on a paper what gym does for me, I would make one dot and then I would erase it.

I know hate is a strong word and everything, but its okay: we're teenagers.

Authors do not choose a story to write, the story chooses us.

I wanted to meet the monster. Why go down if you can go up?

You flirt with everything." She could tell that her eyes were popping-- her eyeballs actually felt cold around the edges. "You flirt with old people and babies and everybody in between.

If you told me when I was a teen that I would end up being a teacher, I would have said you're out of your mind, because quite frankly I hated school.

Who knew that listening to a guy sleep could be so much deeper than sleeping with a guy.

I think you go through a period as a teenager of being quite cool and unaffected by things.

Em didn't truly understand about my panic attacks - no one did. But she'd never pushed me to explain, never tried to ditch me when things got weird, and never once looked at me like I was a freak.

There was nothing I could say in retaliation except something that would confuse her.

I would make an anonymous call and say, this is someone who cares, do you know what kind of children you have?

Hayden shouts, "To the new Teen Uprising!

She couldn’t get any farther away inside from her skin. She couldn’t get away.

It's a good day when a goddess gets on the school-bus with you.

You could know a man not by what his friends said about him, but by how he treated his servants.

It’s only a scratch, don’t cut my arm off!

You know you've got problems when your head is hanging over the toilet, puking up your dinner, and what you're thinking of is your dad. And how he thinks you're not pretty.

Best friends make the worst enemies, they know all your secrets and how to hurt you the most.

But when I close my eyes, I'm more like THIS under the surface: I'm laughing and scheming and dreaming.

The thing to remember when you're writing is, it's not whether or not what you put on paper is true. It's whether it wakes a truth in your reader.

I deciced if I were ever to get into booze and women, my line would be, 'Excuse me, madam, but I would really love to bed and muss you. . . . Are you perchance free this evening?

This is one rule about mixing boys and girls: that a date always comes first.

Why can't I just Google it like everything else?! I hate you public library system!

When all you wanted was to be wanted, you wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now.

I suppose you'll not let me rest until I admit that I like your company?""You're getting to know me well...""Very well, I'll admit. You're slightly more than tolerable.

Please your mother: just lie around upstairs and smoke some pot. Be a revolutionary.

Ari looks fiercely resolute. It’s the same look she has on her face at the start of every race: Dogged determination. My heart and head enter into full-on combat mode.

I could feel his hand on my waist, his arms around me, feel the rise and fall of his chest next to mine as I held my breath, and wished the sun would drop out of the sky.

I spread my arms. “In the Rainbow Jungles of Ever there lives what I affectionately call, killer ducks.

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I mean, I really liked him to the point where being around him was sort of wonderful and painful all at the same time, you know?

If a fight looks like a lot of fun, you should be suspicious. 'If you ain't scared of standing up for what's right, you ain't standing up for much.

She had worried she would break if her heart broke, but she wasn't broken. She had lost everything, but she was not lost. It seemed a worthwhile thing to know.

She kissed me on the cheek, and my mom sang Theresa’s name from the open front door. She loves Theresa. I think she loves me more when I’m with her.