Quotes from Meg Cabot

I think at the end of the world a sense of humor would be important.

I had the loveliest pony when I was your age. I called him Zip. He ate apples straight out of my hand. I'm deathly allergic to horse hair, of course, and wept buckets of tears every time he was near, but it was worth it. I loved him so.

He must not have cared, either, since he said, 'I love you, too' and kissed her back.

I think you're right.

You've got to show them that by expressing themselves creatively through singing, songwriting, and performing, they can be whoever they want to be . . . not someone who takes off her clothes on top of a pool table for beer, not someone who can be bought and sold, not some sexual object for a man's desire, but a strong, tough businesswoman and artist.

But one thing you can't change, unlike your hair or your shoes, is other people. Only they can do that. Sadly, they almost never do. But there's always hope.

Is your boss in? Because I think we'd better speak to him. Well, I say. That's going to be hard. Why, for heaven's sake? Brian wants to know. Because he got shot in the head yesterday, I reply. Brian flinches. But Mr. Rosetti just nods. It happens, he says, with a shrug.

It is still not enough for language to have clarity and content…it must also have a goal and an imperative. Otherwise from language we descend to chatter, from chatter to babble, and from babble to confusion. —René Daumal (1908–1944), French poet and critic

I have spread my dreams beneath your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. W. B. Yeats

To love someone deeply gives you strength. Being loved by someone deeply gives you courage. Lao Tzu, fourth century B.C., Taoist

Jako kdyby tÄ› zajímalo její srdce! Jsi snad kardiolog? To ur?itÄ›. Ta holka má IQ dortový polevy.

Tendrils of fog crept along the cliffside we were climbing down, gathering thickly in the dips the trail made, swirling whenever I set my foot down in it, as if it were recoiling at the prospect of touching me. I tried not to think about movies I'd seen in which horrible things happened to people out in such heavy fog. You know the movies I'm talking about.

Because some things are meant to be private.

It is totally unfair that Lucy should not only have a cool boyfriend but a boyfriend our parents can't stand, something I have been praying for my entire life, practically.

We can do no great things, only small things with great love. Mother Teresa

If you ever want to have a nightmare, come over to my house. Like, FOR REAL!" (Page 7)

And he kissed me back!

And I winked back, because, well, what else are you supposed to do when a naked guy winks at you?

Gina, I noticed, slipped automatically into the front passenger seat. Apparently, she didn't believe that when Sleepy had told us all to shut up, he meant her, too, since she went, How about we stop somewhere for ice cream on the way home? She was trying, I knew, to get me to not be mad at her. As if a chocolate-dipped twist would help. Actually, it sort of would, now that I thought about it.

the baby got born all right and left it in a safe place, where someone decent would find it—people who go to libraries are all smart, you know—civic-minded? People who read books are found to be more empathetic than those who don't. They have some idea, at least, of how to raise a kid.

his wagon to a star. He still thinks he's the star. And you can't have two stars in one relationship. Somebody has to be willing to be the wagon…at least some of the time." Oh!

Why don't you go to the drugstore right now, get an early pregnancy test, then go up to your apartment and take it before you go back to work?

HRH Olivia Grace

face turning red