Quotes from Alex Flinn

You can't respect yourself if you're letting someone beat you up–inside or out.

wow hav u read beastly its really awesome i mean u wont want 2 put it down ever

So what if I cannot be a model, if I am no longer considered beautiful, if Malvolia is trying to catch me. I am climbing a tree! And I am doing so with Jack.

You are right. I have no idea, and it is none of my business, and I was taught to obey my parents. But sometimes it is just impossible to obey blindly. Sometimes a child must strike out on her own. A child cannot be a child forever, whether that means not touching a spindle or . . . or . . .

The whole thing was like a divorce. When we divided everything up, Courtney got my dignity, and I got the heartache.

sono pecore,che seguono il gregge. Votano per persne cosiddette popolari perchè è facile. La bellezza esteriore: capelli biondi,occhi azzurri" - mi stava guardando - " è sempre facile riconoscerla. Ma se qualcuno è coraggioso, forte, in gamba, è difficile vederlo

She leans against me, head against my shoulders, and in that second, I know, against the lights and the bright and the heat and the gray, I really want to kiss her.

The notebook smelled the way old books do, like dust and unrealized potential.

I can't go on like this

I only came to give you a second chance.

We accept without question that we–human beings– are the center of the universe. Talk about hubris. But when a woman says, 'I love you', that won't go through our skulls.

It's about doing the right thing even if you don't want to do it. About taking responsibility for your actions...it's about letting go when you really, really want to hold on so bad.

It had seemed like such a good, such a romantic idea, to drive and not stop for gas.

The thing about Sarah was, she always did what I wanted her to do. Always. And that was because she was me, and I was her. She never disappointed me. She always showed up. Wyatt disappointed me precisely because he was real. He was a real boy who could not climb my tower in the slippery rain.

It's intriguing. I've always felt like a freak myself. But what would it be like, to wear my freakishness on the outside, to have it be obvious to the world?

Beside me, Philippe and Meg hold hands. He murmurs something that sounds like, "my dear leetle mongoose." I wish he'd turn back into a frog and hop away.

Good to know: Doctors can't cure you of being a beast.

People are very fearful these days.

I'm a bat, want to see me fly?

I knew something about loneliness, knew what it was to sit in my room, checking my phone for texts that never came, logging onto Facebook to see other people's statuses, happy statuses indicating their lives had gone on while mine hadn't.

Tal vez juzgamos demasiado a las personas por como lucen porque es mucho más fácil que ver lo que realmente importa

if there´s a beast, maybe he´s just a regular guy with a skin conditon or something. Maybe he just needs some understanding. Maybe we judge people to much by their looks because it´s easier than seeing what´s really important.

Control is part of faking it

I am old as the ages and young as the dawn. Otherworldly beings cannot be bribed.