Quotes from Cecily von Ziegesar

Smart, truly hilarious, and entirely sympathetic. Like a hot bubble bath or a holiday at the beach, you won't want it to end.

Sometimes a b.f.f makes you go W.T.F but without them we'd all be a little less richer in our lives .

She was doing that thing some people do when they act nice and chipper and interested, while just below the surface they're thinking really mean thoughts, and you can never call them on it because they'd just accuse you of being paranoid.

don't act like I didn't for you. I did. Hard. And for a long time. So please, forgive me if now that we're over, I'm exhausted.

I'll tell you what I think. I think you need to stay indoors reading more books!

Nate stared, slack-jawed as the cab merged with the traffic and became impossible to spot. That was it. They chose each other. Just then, the dark sky lit up with fireworks. A cab sailing the street honked in celebration . In the night air , Nate thought he could hear Serena and Blairs' laughter, though he knew that was impossible; they were too far away by now. But as we know, in this city anything is possible

She was spoiled, but she wasn't lazy. She knew what she wanted, and because she believed absolutely that she could have everything she wanted if she tried hard enough to get it, she never stopped trying.

the garbage cans and mailboxes on the sidewalk would stay the same, but the people would be just a beautiful blur of motion.

But she'd wanted him there and there he was. A lamb ready for slaughter.

Was her whole life going to be like this now, avoiding certain songs or music that reminded her of her mistakes? Billie Holiday made her think of Eric Dalton; Iron & Wine was Jeremiah; and if things didn't work out with Kara, she'd never be able to listen to Bob Dylan again. By the time she reached her twenties, she'd be a huge, lumbering mass of musical baggage.

You said she's a senior? Babe we're ALL crazy.

Girls were like that, though- they had to know things. They had to plan.

It's physics. Pure physics, I'm falling fast and faster still. So fall with me. Fall down with me. And stay.

the only way to tolerate the thought of her mother sleeping with that man was to get drunk-very drunk.

I just like meeting people." "I don't." Tinsley wrinkled her nose. "It upsets my balance. I hate having to constantly reconfigure everyone, who fits where and all that.

Fuck you," Tinsley shot back, but it was one of those friendly fuck-yous that you can only say to people you love.

Tinsley hated the thought of people greeting her with "Where's Julian?" It was like once you were a couple, you ceased to exist as an individual. It made her a little sick to her stomach.

In the movie that was her life, he'd just asked her to marry him, and the answer was yes, oh, yes. Definitely-yes! Cue straitjacket.

She couldn't believe how quickly life could change. How could she have known when she'd woken up that morning that today was the day she'd fall in love?

Don't ever let anyone tell you should be happy with what you have. There's always more, and there's no reason you shouldn't have it all.

I don't need anyone in my life who doesn't wanna be there.

Instead, she poured herself another drink. Tinsley was horrible, yes, but at least she was open about it. Callie couldn't help feeling like Brett and Jenny were just as bad … just more secretive. But maybe it was just the wine talking. Maybe.

It's fine." Brett shrugged, suppressing the urge to say something like, "The drugs are okay, but the sex is lousy." But she didn't want her suddenly nun-like sister to have a heart attack before Brett got a chance to pump her for information.

That "relationship" was a perfect example of Callie convincing herself of something that didn't really exist. She'd believed in unicorns until she was eleven, despite all evidence to the contrary, simply because she'd wanted to.