Quotes About Awkwardness

How do I know what *you've* got in your pants?' He choked, and so did I, for different reasons. 'Pockets!' I corrected.

Embarrassment thickened in his throat like phlegm.

Os silêncios são sempre embaraçosos porque nunca se sabe o que o outro está pensando...

Sometimes there is such beauty in awkwardness.

The truth is seldom welcome, especially at dinner.

The tension between her lack of control and her attempt to suppress it is horrible. It's like a fart in church.

I know she's looking at me, the lopsided mouth smiling a little, the face closed and defiant. There is the same shame, the sick feeling in my body, the same knowledge of my own wrongness, awkwardness, weakness; the same wish to be loved; the same loneliness; the same fear. But these are not my own emotions any more. They are Cordelia's; as they always were.

I expect he did it awkwardly, but awkwardness in men was a sign of sincerity then.

There are a great many buttocks in this room. I am no longer used to them.

I'd never gone out with anyone because I'd never met anyone I might want to go out with. There seemed to be no way that could happen. Boys from the Wyle School were not possible: I'd gone through grade school with them, I'd seen them pick their noses, and some of them had been pants-wetters. You can't feel romantic with those images in your mind.

All I have to be thankful for in this world is that I was sitting down when my garter busted.

I put my own d*ck in my mouth. I was 14 and much more flexible at the time. It was soft and required a lot of pulling. I really wanted that case of beer.

That's the trouble with Nick. The only time he opens his mouth is to change feet.

Getting older is tough. I remember the last time I felt an erection. It was at the movies. The only trouble is, it belonged to the guy sitting next to me.

the two dresses she'd brought with her in case of—well, just in case—stood in the corner of her closet like guests who have come to the wrong party and are backing out the door.

I was shy," said six-foot-one of bashful male. He grunted as a sharp, feminine elbow thudded inconspicuously into his side.

People like Eunice just never had quite figured out how to get along in the world. They might be perfectly intelligent, but they were subject to speckles and flushes; their purses resembled wastepaper baskets; they stepped on their own skirts.

She wondered how much of being ugly was just an awkward age.

I didn't know what to do or say, so I just sat as quietly as he did. The silence got so big and real that it felt like three people sat on the porch.

It's true, and I was really hideous as a preteen. Tall and gawky. I used to bump my head into everything. Still do sometimes. (Kat) You are my daughter. (Acheron) Sure I am, I can't imagine you ever being uncoordinated. (Kat) Oh, I assure you I've nailed quite a few signs with my forehead. It's a wonder 'Exit' isn't permanently imprinted right between my eyes. (Acheron)

In high school, I could recognize extremes of emotion. I knew enough to run if a guy came yelling and screaming at me with a baseball bat. But a girl with a subtle expression on her face … was she smiling at me? Laughing? Quizzical and curious? I had no idea. That led to a lot of awkward interactions and years of loneliness.

Horace felt an overwhelming need to sneeze. He tried to smother the sound, but only succeeded in making it louder. Will looked up angrily, shaking his head in disbelief. "Will you shut up?" he said tautly. Horace shrugged in apology. "I'm sorry," he said. "I sneezed. A person can't help it when they sneeze." "Perhaps not. But you could try to make it sound a little less like an elephant trumpeting in agony," Will told him.

My first attempt at a kiss was in fifth grade, but it didn't go so well. Later, I used Boyz II Men and Jodeci songs to come on to girls. I had more success.

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