Quotes from Caroline Kepnes

Remember: That voice in your head that says you can't do it is a liar.

He says he's sorry when he's wrong and he lets me spend two hours looking at couches I don't need? Joe, are you for real?" I beam. I am.

I can't wait to get out of here. My parents... they act like everything since high school blows, like they'd get in a time machine if they could. IT's so sad. I mean life is all about what's next, you know?

I know it's not my 'job' to read poems when some of these patrons have a bad day but it's a library. It's an honor to be in here and we can do so much and I just…

Boys my age are stupid. Do you think that means I'm gonna die alone?

Sometimes we all need a poem.

Love is hands, holding you.

I know. Life isn't fair. But just once, I wanted love to be fair. I did everything right. Everything. And now I'm losing you, aren't I?

I wake up first. I go into your bathroom, into your tub and I piss all over the floor of the shower and mark my place, my home, you.

you get older, you realize that you don't really hate anyone, even your shitty parents, because everyone's just doing the best they can.

I'm carrying your heart in my heart.

cowed by the awe of a hundred thousand voices clamoring to be heard above the din of reverent quiet.

This was not a blowjob; this was fellatio, my friends.

He nods, pleased, because writers don't want to write. They just want to be right about every stupid fucking thing in the world.

She winks. "I hope you like pineapples." I fucking hate pineapples. "Love 'em," I say. "Bring it.

that men always let you down, that they bail on you because men do fucking suck. But so does Love, Mary Kay. So does love.

am lonely in the silence and I kiss your forehead. Clearly, you have problems and your menstrual cycle issues are just the tip of the iceberg. What kind of a girl climbs into a wall? You can't accept my love when you're this messed up.

I always look at the list of viewers and do you know what it was like to look at that list and see your name less and less?' FUCKING INSTAGRAM AND NO ONE SHOULD LOOK AT THAT FUCKING LIST.

You did that, Love. You sent me away, Love.' 'And you left,' she says. 'Do you even care what it's been like for me?

It's not like you can ever say I starved you or deprived you. You're safe.

Ride the wave...Don't wait for it. Don't fear it. Just ride it.

But there is no way I am going to fuck her out of her celebrity death depression. If she came to me because her mother died, maybe, but this is ridiculous.

I am a wounded soldier of Love home from WWIII.

America, GET RID OF YOUR GOD DAMN GUNS.