To live is to love, to love is to live.
There’s a moment of profound sadness that can be dispelled only by summoning my anger.
We are English, and I expect you to behave as such. No more crying.
The rules of magic, my dear, are best not discusses. For once we understand the illusion, we no longer believe it.
Women who have power are always feared.
Discord need not be an impediment. Differences can bring strength.
The best day of my life happened when I was five and almost died at Disney World. I’m sixteen now, so you can imagine that’s left me with quite a few days of major suckage.
Who the heck is Don Quick-oats?
Think: who has vans, huh? Soccer moms and serial killers.
It isn’t that we do what we want. It’s that we’re allowed to want at all.
I am for hockey. I find I should like to hit something with a stick. -Gemma Doyle Trilogy.
Scoring well on tests is the sort of happy thing that gets the school district the greenbacks they crave. Understanding and appreciating the material are secondary.
You’ve been assigned an identity since birth. Then you spend the rest of your life walking around in it to see if it really fits. You try on all these different selves and abandon just as many. But really it’s about dismantling all that false armor, getting down to what’s real. -Going Bovine.
Prepared to fly, even if she has to loose her legs to do it.
It occurs to me that cricket is not the true sport in London – gossip is.
No one can steal our dream.
Thou shalt not steal. I seem to recall that being one of God’s I’d rather you didn’t lest I have to smite you into ash commandments.
My misery is reaching epidemic proportions.
Sheep. I’m stuck in a boarding school filled with sheep.
The desperation meeting the silence with its unmasked wish.