Quotes from Francine Pascal

He loved her in a way he'd never come close to loving anything before.

Are you afraid no one loves you? Taryn looked serious. Because my mom says that people really do love each other. They just get confused sometimes and forget how to let each other know.

Roger didn't feel like laughing anymore when Mrs. Patman fixed her icy gaze on him.

Hubris, that was the word — believing you were too good, too strong, invulnerable. The world had a way of teaching you that you weren't invulnerable.

The girls wore clothes that hadn't been fashionable for at least a year. There was only one blonde in the room, and she didn't even have a tan.

The documents were in English—sort of—but the language was so convoluted that it was beginning to give her a headache. It made for even duller reading than her chemistry text.

Where's Mom? I can't wait to tell her all about this." "She's going to be late. An appointment, I think." "Again?" Jessica pouted. "That makes three nights in a row! I thought mothers were supposed to stay home and fix dinner once in a while!

Because the people we love, who love us, are the ones who will forgive us later on when it all blows over.

What's more, he's just become the richest boy in Sweet Valley!

You should read it over again," Robin said. "Especially the part where the person comes out of the spell and finally sees clearly.

This was law? she thought. Where was the excitement of court cases, the challenge of defending the people that her father was always talking about? This was no fun at all.

Luck doesn't shine her light on each of us equally. She is arbitrary, irrational, unfair, and sometimes downright cruel. There are people who spend their entire lives basking in her glow, and others never seem to get one goddamned break.

Elizabeth couldn't help thinking that if Winston got any redder, they'd have to paint a white line in front of him and use him as a stop sign.

Luck is unpredictable. She's not your friend. She won't stand by you.

His older brother once told him that if you found you were undressing the girl and yourself, take a break and ask yourself whether you're pushing too hard.

But he'd made the mistake of listening, just a little, to the seductive whispers of that rotten, misleading bastard called Hope.

With you, 'sometime' could be around the year 2000.

You're going to tell me even if I've got to shake it out of you.

As his lips moved with exquisite gentleness from the bruise in her hairline to the bandaged cut over her left eyebrow, he knew that he somehow possessed the power to kiss her and make her better. It was a puzzling, inexplicable kind of certainty that came only in dreams. It was an idea so complex and fragile that if he even blinked, he feared he would lose it.

Mrs. Wakefield was fond of Todd, but both she and her husband feared that Elizabeth might be tying herself down too early. In that sense they wished she were a bit more like Jessica, who changed boyfriends with alarming regularity. But the few times she'd tried to broach the subject to Elizabeth, her daughter had cut her off with a brief, Don't worry, Mom. I know what I'm doing.

But Bruce pushed her back ever so slightly. "In dancing, at least, the guy still takes the lead." His meaning wasn't lost on Jessica. She'd have to be less aggressive if she wanted to keep him interested. "Then I'll follow wherever you lead," she said with uncharacteristic submissiveness.

waterfall that has our name on it. Catch you later. As he passed the booth, Ken gave Todd a high

Jessica? No!" Elizabeth couldn't bear for Robin to be so hurt, so disillusioned. "She was your friend!

You just don't want to face up to what kind of person Jessica is.