Quotes from E. Lockhart

I bled on him and he didn't mind

Half the time I hate myself for all the things I've done,' says Gat. 'But the thing that makes me really messed up is the contradiction: when I'm not hating myself, I feel righteous and victimized. Like the world is so unfair.' 'Why do you hate yourself?' And before I know it, Gat is lying on the bed next to me. His cold fingers wrap around me hot ones, and his face is close to mine. He kisses me. 'Because I want things I can't have,' he whispers.

Can't we talk about sex or murder?" asked Johnny.

The Sinclairs are athletic, tall, and handsome. We are old-money Democrats. Our smiles are wide, our chins square, and our tennis serves aggressive

I have lost you, Gat, because of how desperately, desperately I fell in love.

Always do what you're afraid to do -Cadence (Cady)

And Gat did shut up, but his face contorted. He stood abruptly, picked up a rock from the sand, and threw it with all his force. He pulled off his sweatshirt and kicked off his shoes. Then he walked into the sea in his jeans. Angry.

Drugs are not your friend". Taft looks serious. "Drugs are not your friend and also people should be your friends.

Can I hold your hand?" he asked. "The universe is seeming really huge right now," he told me. "I need something to hold on to." "I'm here.

I felt his eyes go over my body in my wet dress.

This is therapy, Ruby." Doctor Z sounded exasperated. "It might be helpful for you to try to articulate something about something.

It's okay,' I say to Johnny. 'You're not feeble. You merely had a suboptimal moment. I'm sure you'll be optimal from now on.

a novel should deliver a series of small astonishments

Can I hold your hand?" he asked. I put mine in his.

Cadence Sinclair Eastman. I live in Burlington, Vermont, with Mummy and three dogs.

I'm going to run away now," says Gat. "Don't take it personally." "Okay." "It's better for the starting over if I run. Because walking will just be awkward." "I said okay." "Okay, then." And he runs.

Teníamos calor y temblábamos, Éramos jóvenes y ancianos, Y estábamos vivos.

Be a little kinder than you have to

and neither one of us begged grandad for the fucking tablecloths.

we should not accept an evil we can change

Then he pulled out a handgun and shot me in the chest. I was standing on the lawn and I fell. The bullet hole opened wide and my heart rolled out of my rib cage and down into a flower bed.

Then he pulled out a handgun and shot me in the chest. I was standing on the lawn and I fell.

See the world as it is, not as you wish it would be.

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