Quotes from Suzanne Harper

Kate ate the cracker in one bite. "Very tasty," she said. "Excellent," the waiter said solemnly. "Our chef now has a reason to live.

This is what comes of making up conversations with frescoes, he chided himself, as he dropped to his knees and bowed his head. Nothing but trouble.

Benno nodded, but added brightly. "Maybe we should give her advice on how to meet other guys, though! That would probably cheer her up!" "Nothing will cheer her up." Silvia pronounced in a hollow tone, sounding like an oracle of doom. "She loves him, he does not love her. Nothing could be worse." Kate clucked her tongue with annoyance. "Really? How about failing a class, breaking an arm, losing a wallet—

They didn't seem to be learning anything about Shakespeare and, moreover, they were probably actively damaging relationships around the world.

Benno had to face facts. He had no idea what girls wanted. And, now that he thought about it, he suspected they didn't know, either.

From a distance, Giacomo reflected—say, the distance from their table to Silvia and Lucy's table—her gaze might look adoring. From close to, however—say, the distance across this table—it most definitely did not.

Benno knew that trick, too: to keep from telling the truth about what you did do, simply explain all the far worse offenses that you didn't commit.

window and began to daydream again. Even though she had to be Hannah Montana for part of the time, she hoped that there would still be plenty of time to be Miley. And plenty of opportunities to have fun.

Tom entered Juliet's House as furtively as a spy, although most spies would have known not to glance over their shoulders every two seconds to see if they were being followed, or to jump when the woman selling tickets asked for money, or to dart past her as if they were making a run for the border.

Giacomo closed his eyes to send up a brief prayer to Saint Rosaline. Give me strength, he pleaded, because my friend is an idiot.