Quotes from Carrie Jones

I swear,if she were a cat she'd be hissing.

Perfection is some mythical state that we can never achieve

Take her home." Nick fake salutes. "Sir,yes sir." "Sarcasm doesn't become you,Colt," Coach Walsh says,but he smiles when he says it, so obviously he is only mad at me,not superboy Nick Colt,beloved of coaches everywhere. If I were a guy he would let me run tomorrow.

All battles are fought by scared men who'd rather be someplace else.

Mom, I promised to behave. It wasn't easy. I mean, she couldn't help herself. She was all over this hunk of Navajo manhood and I had to keep telling her I'd promised not to let her violate me. Eventually she wore herself out and fell asleep.

She is carrying round a pizza cutter 4 protection. She's so freaked. She wants me to carry a steak knife.

Tell Me Whom You Love and I'll Tell You Who You Are

That is Nick Colt, otherwise known as bad news.

Now. Put it in forward." "Okay, just don't hurt Yoko." "Yoko?" "My car." "You named your car Yoko? As in Ono?" "You have a better name?" "How about Subaru? "I'm shifting!

Hormonal ones, I am right here. Me. The old lady otherwise known as your grandmother

You cloak your evil, your violence, in the mask of good. I am just evil.

Some things you never forget.

When I think of your name, I feel an ache.

I think that sometimes, when you're with the wrong person, you try to become what that person wants. You lose yourself and who you are, just a little bit, but that doesn't mean you can't get it back.

I know it's like meant to be and stuff, but I have to wait, cause to truly love someone, you have to work out the things that need to be - and you have to be ready to love them and they, you.

A tiny part of my heart is so happy to see him safe and laughing, but the other part is a black pit that threatens to suck all of me into it. He is happy without me. He is laughing without me. But what about me?

I tucked the charred piece of her sweatshirt i had recovered into the back pocket of my jeans. I am glad she is with me now. Nick's anklet touches my skin. He is here too.

Then my cell phone buzzes again. I can't quite get it out of my pocket because my arm is so bloody. Astley reaches down and pulls it out for me. "You're blushing," he says. "You just reached in my pocket. It's kind of intimate." He smiles a wicked smile and hands me the phone. "There is candy in here as well." "Skittles," I explain. "I like them.

You know, life fractures all of us into little pieces. It harms us, but it's how we glue those fractures back together that makes us stronger.

People are always looking into the dark. We're afraid of what we might see. It might be the dark outside, it might be the dark of our own souls, but I figure it's better to get caught looking that to never know.

He's not my boyfriend." "Ha. That's a good one. I saw you two tonsil surfing out there." I could kill her. "I don't even have tonsils!" "I know that and I bet Nick knows that too, now." She slaps her leg because she's just too funny for words.

Why can't we all just be honest with each other? It would be so easy to just not trust anyone ever, but you can't go through life with a pair of scissors in each hand, snip-snip-snipping away at everything people say or don't say, can you? You have to leave one hand free to catch the truth.

Sometimes it's good to give people something they're not expecting.

It's hard to save the world when you can't save yourself,