Quotes from Francine Pascal

People always tell you that they want you to be honest with them. But they're lying. Nobody wants that. Honesty sucks. That's why the word honesty is always preceded by other words, like brutal and painful.

Oh, God! It was Carl, the sad-looking, lonely hospital orderly.

Oh–it's just–well, all I can say is, I'd never do anything so –so déclassé,' she finished on a note of smug satisfaction. Narrowing her eyes, Jessica glared at the phone in her hand. Where did Lila get off being so superior, using words like 'déclassé'?

Lynne looked as if she were really having fun, Elizabeth realized. With a smile on her face and a sparkle in her eye, Lynne Henry was actually almost pretty!

No one at college ever goes to a party before ten-thirty at the very earliest! They'd rather die. It's so uncool to be early.

Winston studied Elizabeth affectionately. "That was nice of you. But Robin Ã¢â'¬Â¦ well, she's OK. We really don't have much in common, though. I get nervous around people who eat all the time.

If you turned sideways and stuck your tongue out, you could probably pass for a zipper.

Dressed in a bright blue, skin-hugging mini-dress and matching tights, Jessica was an eye-catching sight.

She's young. She's blond. She's beautiful.

My mom used to say that a poor person who gave a dime to charity was more generous than a rich one who gave hundreds of dollars.

Her mind replayed the horrible night of Elizabeth's motorcycle accident, a night that had been the most frightening of Jessica's life.

Fifteen love,' Chris said in a strong, clear voice as he set up for his next serve, and Elizabeth sensed that in addition to announcing the score, he was sending her a special message. A message about love...

Life's one great lesson was: Do not care. Not caring was a person's real protection.

He slowed down a bit more. "Gaia, how do you know these things?" She shrugged. "I'm smart." "And modest, too." "Modesty is a waste of time," she pronounced. "I'll keep that in mind.

Love was more than blind. It was deaf and dumb, too. It was catatonic. It was vegetative.

Since I was a small child, I was always writing either poems or plays... plays in which I had the starring part.

I get some of my ideas from watching my three daughters, but most of them come from my own memories of growing up. I can remember how romantic I was, not just about love, but romance in the classic sense - the romantic ideals: of honor and truth, of loyalty, sacrifice and fairness. Those were the elements that made a story satisfying to me.

It's so trendy, almost bleeding to death. All the cool girls are doing it.

He slowed down a bit more. "Gaia, how do you know these things?" She shrugged. "I'm smart." "And modest, too." "Modesty is a waste of time," she pronounced. "I'll keep that in mind.

When I first heard the word existential, I didn't know what it meant. But then I found out that no one knows what it means, so now I use it all the time.

I am seventeen. The good things about seventeen is that you're not sixteen. Sixteen goes with the word sweet, and I am so far from sweet.

Life's one great lesson was: Do not care. Not caring was a person's real protection.

The human heart was undeniably the stupidest organ in the body.

She figured if you weren't woman enough to carry your doughnuts with pride, you shouldn't be eating them.