I just want to break that song into pieces and love them all to death.
I just can’t believe that life would give us to each other,’ he said, ‘and then take it back.’ ‘I can,’ she said. ‘Life’s a bastard.
That moment,” she told Cath, “when you realize that a guy’s looking at you differently – that you’re taking up more space in his field of vision. That moment when you know he can’t see past you anymore.
If you couldn’t save your own life, was it even worth saving?
I don’t think I’m any good at this. Boy–girl. Person–person. I don’t trust anybody. Not anybody. And the more that I care about someone, the more sure I am they’re going to get tired of me and take off.
I couldn’t love anyone more than I do you, it would kill me. And I couldn’t love anyone less because it would always feel like less. Even if I loved some other girl, that’s all I would ever think about, the difference between loving her and loving you.
The whole point of fanfiction is that you get to play inside somebody else’s universe. Rewrite the rules. Or bend them. The story doesn’t have to end. You can stay in this world, this world you love, as long as you want, as long as you keep thinking of new stories.
Georgie. You cannot be jealous of Dawn – that’s like the sun being jealous of a lightbulb.
Wasn’t that the point of life? To find someone to share it with? And if you got that part right, how far wrong could you go? If you were standing next to the person you loved more than everything else, wasn’t everything else just scenery?
Because being assaulted with maxi pads is a great way to win friends and influence people.
Why do we write fiction?” Professor Piper asked. Cath looked down at her notebook. To disappear.
You know,” he said, “I keep wanting to say that it’s like Simon Snow threw up in here... but it’s more like someone else ate Simon Snow – like somebody went to an all-you-care-to-eat Simon Snow buffet – and then threw up in here.
I’m not even mine anymore, I’m yours, and what if you decide that you don’t want me? How could you want me like I want you?