Quotes from Louise Rennison

Who wouldn't want to see some owl eggs?" I said, "Come on then, they are down here." He said, "Tallulah, the answer to who wouldn't want to see some owl eggs is... me!!!!

It was like being in an exciting movie, except I didn't know whether it was a romance or a comedy.

The fly in her argument is that when she says, 'they' will feel like lemons, we don't know who 'they' are. And 'they' might BE lemons.

I am looking at you and you are looking at me. This is very good. I am looking and I am liking. You are looking and you are thinking, 'I hope she doesn't hit me with her crop.' But that is because I am me and you are you.

Dance of the Sugar Plum Bikey. Yes, that's got a nice ring to it.

Don't jab each other with courgettes, boys.

Hij zegt: "Hoor eens, Georgie, je bent nu een jonge vrouw(wat was ik dan eerst, een jong paard?)

All boys are swines. They snog you and dump you. Or lick your face. Or put bats in your mouth.

So, in conclusion, that is the moral of Heidi. 'Always push invalid chairs off the top of mountains when you get the opportunity.' The end. Excellent advice.

I am not an ice cream come! I am a human being!

I care too much for people. I am a bit like Jesus. Only not so heavily bearded.

16.00 uur: Net ontdekt dat Libby mijn laatste maandverbandjes gebruikt heeft als hangmatten voor haar poppen. 16.30 uur: Ze heeft ook al mijn foundation op haar panda gesmeerd, zijn hoofd is nu helemaal beige. 17.00 uur: Ik heb geen foundation meer en ook geen geld. Ik ben bang dat ze eraan gaat. 17.15 uur: Nee. Rust. Ohmmmmmm. Innerlijke rust.

Als ik niet naar het feest kan vanwege haar lesbische lust, GAAT JUFFROUW STAMP DOOD, ZE GAAT DOOD.

Ik lag op mijn arm tot er geen gevoel meer in zat en toen tilde ik hem op (met mijn nietgevoelloze arm) en legde hem op mijn borsten. Ik wilde weten hoe het voelde om een vreemde hand op je borsten te hebben. Het was wel aangenaam, maar wat weet ik er nou van? Ik zit vol rare verlangens om helder te kunnen denken. Moet ik mijn beha aan naar het feest?

Wat betekent dat, als een jongen zijn hand op je borst legt? Betekent het dat hij een geilneef is? Of was zijn hand gewoon moe?

Do you miss your dad?" And I said: "Who?

I can't believe the poo-osity of my life!

Oh no. I've just accidently paid a visit to the cakeshop of love. I haven't put back my Italian cakey, but I have accidentally picked up a Dave the Tart." ? Louise Rennison, Dancing in My Nuddy-Pants: Even Further Confessions of Georgia Nicolson

Who knows what goes on in my mind? I will be the last to know. Even

Net ontdekt dat Libby mijn laatste maandverbandjes gebruikt heeft als hangmatten voor haar poppen.

I was going to say, No, no, don't cry, I'll go out with you. Anything, but don't cry. . . . But I still couldn't make my voice work. And then he sort of cleared his throat and said, "Georgia, don't feel bad. It's always tough to hurt someone and tell them the truth. I know that. You're a really lovely girl. Lovely . . . mad . . . but lovely. I'll always like you. Don't worry.

When Mutti and Vati came in I didn't speak to them. I just unfurled the CAT MOLESTERS banner I had made." ? Louise Rennison, Knocked Out by My Nunga-Nungas

I am abandoned on the ship of life." "I know." "Jas, you are not really cheering me up." "Well, I know and that is because there is really nothing to be cheerful about; I would hate to be you." in

poo parlor division" instead of "loo.