Quotes from E. Lockhart

Get over it, Roo. If you have friends who actually like you, you're popular enough.

These guys, they were so sure of their places in life--so deeply confident of their merit and their future--they didn't need any kind of front at all.

Singin' in the Rain was most excellent if you like movies where people burst into song and tap-dance. Which I do, though not as much as I like movies where people don't.

Love is when you have a really amazing piece of cake, and it's the very last piece, but you let him have it.

It all seems so sad, so unbearably sad for a second, to think of the lovely old maple with the swing. We never told the tree how much we loved it. We never gave it a name, never did anything for it.

Do not think about guys who have broken your heart six ways. It is mentally deranged to chase after heartbreak.

My problem is I can think whatever I think—girl power, solidarity, Gloria Steinem rah rah rah — but I still feel the way I feel. Which is jealous. And pissy about little things.

I know they're not getting divorced or anything, but when your parents argue it makes the whole universe seem like it's tipping, like everything could change if they got mad enough at each other, like the world isn't a safe place. And of course, that's true, isn't it? The world is not a safe place.

I used to be strong,but now I am weak. I used to be pretty,but now I look sick.

For anyone who has been taught that good equals small and silent, here is my heart with all its ugly tangles and splendid fury.

People think of hearts when they think of love, but a heart is a bloody organ in the body. It doesn't have any emotions. It's like a metaphor for love that has nothing to do with what love actually is.

Dances are generally more fun to think about and get ready for than they actually are when you get there.

I think it was the institution...I was trying to master it.

We were warm and shivering, and young and ancient, and alive. I was thinking, it's true. We already love each other. We already do.

Our kiss was electric and soft, and tentative and certain, terrifying and exactly right. I felt the love rush from me to Gat and from Gat to me. We were warm and shivering, and young and ancient, and alive. I was thinking, It's true. We already love each other. We already do.

You can't believe because she tells you to," I said "No. The question is: how to be a good person if I don't believe anymore.

And this is my life, getting dumped with no warning. Or liking people who don't like me back, or who don't like me enough, or not as much as they like someone else.

Someone once wrote that a novel should deliver a series of small astonishments. I get the same thing spending an hour with you. Also, here is a green toothbrush tied in a ribbon. It expresses my feelings inadequately.. Better than chocolate, being with you last night. Silly me, I thought nothing was better than chocolate. In a profound symbolic gesture,I am giving you this bar of Vosges I got when we all went to Edgartown. You can eat it, or just sit next to it and feel superior.

He asked about Dad and about Gran- as if talking about something could make it better. As if wounds needed attention.

You remind us that we're selfish bastards. You're not one of us, that way.

We all know that Beauty grows to love the Beast. She grows to love him, despite what her family might think ? for his charm and education, his knowledge of art and his sensitive heart.

am not talking about fate. I don't believe in destiny or soul mates or the supernatural. I just mean we understood each other. All the way.

Sometimes it's a good idea to think about what you want from a situation, and try to get it, rather than just blurt out the first thing that comes into your head.

I swear, I have no understanding of other human beings.