Quotes About Perception

Yeah, and by the way? How much does it suck that I'm an adult if I kill somebody, and not if I want a beer?

The vamp in McMann's stared at me. I guess he didn't like the Goth look. Most of them don't; somehow they think I'm making fun of them. Which I totally am.

Jackass! Eve yelled. You know, when people say that, I just hear the word awesome, Shane said.

Maybe you're not his type. Michael said Oh, now you're just being insulting.

I had no name for that particular hue of orange, other than unfortunate.

She was starting to feel a little like a hamburger at a dieters' convention. Nobody was likely to snack on her, but absolutely everybody noticed she was edible.

This won't stop her from getting elected, Shane said. Stupider people get elected all the time. It's America. We love the sleazy. And the crazy. I would like to think better of us, Claire said, but yeah. You're right.

What you know about Vampires could fit into a mosquito's ass. Eve said. Irritated. All you know is what you grew up seeing on T.V. You ever actually meet one?

We're clear, she said. You're kind of a psycho. I get that

The weather isn't what you think it is. Not by a long shot.

In an insane world, sanity made very little sense. No one expected me to live, and therefore, I did. Always.

You have to learn how to listen before you will hear.

When I want to know your opinion, I'll consult your entrails.

I can smell the crazy on that man from here. I have a nose for it.

You're sure he's not a vampire?' Claire said.'I've seen movies. They're sneaky.' She was kidding. Eve didn't smile.

Guys aren't deep enough to need CliffsNotes.

One thing you learn early growing up a girl--people always talk, whatever you do,' Glain said. 'What bliss it must be to be male.

Claire sighed. She supposed people always did like that sort of girl, and always would. And secretly? She envied Monica's confidence. Maybe just a little, traitorous bit.

She's nice when it suits her. That doesn't mean she's nice.

And that was all of it. The machine stretched out in an endless, dizzying series of loops and whirls and weird mechanisms, sprouting wires like tree roots. It didn't look real to her. Neither did Myrnin, as he turned to her with a barely concealed red glow in his eyes.

I know, not what you were expecting am I? Everybody says that. Including my own family.

Oh hell no. Guys don't talk about that crap." "You're serious." "Really." "What do you talk about?" Shane looked at her as if she were insane. "You know. Stuff. We're not girls. We don't talk about our feelings. I mean, not to other guys." Claire rolled her eyes and said, "Fine, be emotionally stunted losers; I don't care.

Did you talk to him about it? Oh, sure. Nothing happened, yadda yadda. The usual. But my maydar went off like crazy. Maydar? As in, he may be thinking about super hot sex with her. Like radar, only not as sure.

Porque soy una chica, pensó Claire. Casi no fue capaz de contener su alivio interior. Porque somos todas tontas e inseguras y creemos que nunca somos lo suficientemente buenas.