...when I look at my arms, I don't think revolutionary. I think sad, and pain, but not revolutionary.

Mickey holds up the soggy paper. DIE. Don't you die.

Evan always used to day that it wasn't that you couldn't see that you should be afraid of, but what was right in front of you, in plain sight.

...I'm in a little bubble of warmth, just like I had with Ellis, a place I never thought I'd be again.

People aren't nice, people aren't nice, you should know that by now.

I think Temple is wrong. I don't think I'd dig that kind of art party at all.

People should know about us. Girls who write their pain on their bodies. ~Louisa

Girl listens to radio. Girl finds music. Girl has whole other world.Girl slips on headphones. World gone.

I'm always losing things.

Everyone here seems to know exactly what they need, but I leave without a thing.

I'm tired and angry at me. For letting myself get smaller and smaller in the hopes that he would notice me more. But how can someone notice you if you keep getting smaller?

Here's all you have to know about men and women: women are crazy, men are stupid. And the main reason women are crazy is that men are stupid.

Nature is woman's best friend, ' she [Yasmina] often said. 'If you're having troubles, you just swim in the water, stretch out in a field, or look up at the stars. That's how a woman cures her fears'.

You have only one life, don’t waste your life, fulfilling others dream.

Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.

Her exceptional beauty also helps her to keep her secrets. Most people tend to think the best of those who are blessed with beauty

To survive the Canadian winter, one needs a body of brass, eyes of glass, and blood made of brandy.

When we give ourselves over completely to the spirit of the dance, it becomes a prayer

I belong to Jesus. He must have the right to use me without consulting me.

San Antonio drives me crazy, but Chicago drives me crazy in a different way.

Future events cast their shadow before them.