Quotes About Communication

Screw you! You're a crappy best friend!!!

I thought he was kind of a dick too, but I didn't say so. You're not supposed to join in when someone is bashing his father.

Reeve shakes his head and exhales loudly. "That's not what I'm saying and you know it!" He looks away. "Can you just . . . can you go get dressed and come with me and we'll talk about it later? My mom's expecting you.

When I'm back in my room in my flannel nightgown, I get out my special flowy pen and my good thick stationery, and I start to write. Not a good-bye letter. Just a plain old love letter. Dear Peter…

are you planning on breaking my heart, covey?

His face darkens. He glares at me and I glare back. "Fine!" he yells. "I'm jealous! Are you happy now!" And then he jerks is head toward mine and he kisses me. On the lips.

I stopped speaking when I realized I was no longer using any verbs or nouns, or making any sense

Okay, okay. You know I didn't mean it like that. I just mean that you should give people a chance to know you." Josh points the remote control at me and says, "If people knew you, they would love you." He sounds so matter-of-fact. Josh, you break my heart. And you're a liar. Because you know me, you know me better than almost anybody, and you don't love me.

Girl understand each other in a way boys never will.

I've never gotten a love letter before. But reading these notes like this, one after the other it feels like I have.

So I guess it's okay with you if I smoke up too?" says Steven. "If you get breast cancer

Catching him off guard felt like a good sign. He had a million walls. Maybe if I just started talking, he wouldn't have time to build up a new one.

When you walk on the beach at night, you can say things you can't say in real life. In the dark you can feel really close to a person. You can say whatever you want

What in the world? I stare at him, my mouth open. "I never said you had an STD!

I shush him. He crosses his arms. "I don't get why you guys get to talk during movies and I get shushed. It's pretty bullshit." "It's our house," Kitty says. "Your sister shushes me at my house too!" We ignore him in unison.

Sometimes words were so pitifully inadequate.

Nunca digas que no cuando en realidad quieres decir que sí.

Hear me out, just for a minute. Please. I'm begging you." He sounded strangled and hoarse.

Girls understand each other in a way boys never will.

I don't answer. I just kiss him.

As I walked away, I heard the girl ask, "Is she your girlfriend?" I whirled around, and we both said "No!" at the same time.

Dear Margot, You say that we had to break up because you don't want to go to college with a boyfriend, and you want your freedom, and you don't want to be held back. But you know and I know that's not the real reason You broke up with me because we had sex anf you were scared of getting close to me. Josh

For me there was—is—nothing better than walking on the beach late at night. It feels like you could walk forever, like the whole night is yours and so is the ocean. When you walk on the beach at night, you can say things you can't say in real life. In the dark you can feel really close to a person. You can say whatever you want.

I read his texts over and over. They're spaced minutes apart, so I know he must be fretting over whether I'm mad or not. I don't want to be mad. I just want things to go back to how they were before.