Quotes from E. Lockhart

And maybe, just maybe, he'd come back one day, and burn that fucking palace to the ground.

We laugh panicky laugh and shouted that was the stupidest idea pg. 12

I am a more powerful person than my mother will ever know. I have trespassed against her and helped her, too.

What?" Frankie didn't think it was a word. She thought it was—she thought it was what she'd later call a "neglected positive.

I am an arsonist

Some inpeas: Impetuous means hotheaded, unthinking, impulsive. The positive of it doesn't exist, so you can make a new, illegitimate word.

For the old people in my family (...) the accumulation of beautiful objects is a life goal. Whoever dies with the most stuff wins. Wins what? is what I'd like to know.

the universe was so good because you were in it.

Silence is a productive coating over pain." -We Were Liars

and in that one moment, with the sunlight from the window shining in on him, the apples on the kitchen counter, the smell of wood and ocean in the air -- I did call it love.

He kisses me back. His fingers twine in mine and I'm dizzy and he's holding me up and everything is clear and everything is grand, again. Our kiss turns the world to dust. There is only us and nothing else matters

It is better to lead than to follow. It is better to speak up than stay silent. It is better to open doors than to shut them on people.

Be sad. Be sorry. But don't shoulder it." -We Were Liars

Es bueno que te quieran, aunque no dure. Es bueno saber que érase una vez Gat y yo.

There is not a scrabble word for how bad I feel." -We Were Liars

Read them and you hear echoes of one story inside another, then echoes of another inside that. pg. 43

You look down on me, but I'm the strong one, I'm the strong one here. Do you see, Immie? Do you see?

The accumulation of beautiful objects is a life goal. Whoever dies with the most stuff wins. Wins what? is what I'd like to know.

I will prove myself brave when they think I am weak.

Part of me doesn't want to ruin it. Doesn't want to even imagine that it isn't perfect.

They never go anywhere. Ever. Never see anyone. Now while I've been sick, they went everywhere, saw everyone?

Basically, it was like going to the dentist. Something unpleasant was happening around my mouth, someone else's face was too close to mine, and the best thing to do was to shut my eyes, breathe through my nose and think about something else.

Club members refuse to abide by certain unwritten rules, and they make people aware of the existence of those rules by breaking them in public situations.

my whole body sings to be near him,because every movement he makes is charged with electricity.I often think of putting my arms around him or running my fingers along his lips.When I let my thoughts go there the sharp pain of unrequited love invites the migraine in.