The funny thing about stop signs is that they're also start signs.

The funny thing about stop signs is that they're also start signs.

What tinfoil?" he asked.

I'm the last of the mad ones.

I ran like a thing that runs.

Her kung fu is that powerful.

I am a mass of contradictions.

Salt. Wound. Together at last.

I guess life is full of maybes.

Proximity doesn't breed familiarity.

She wasn't only gay, she was a gay elf.

because talent alone doesn't make an artist

Nothing was quite like it was supposed to be.

Don't get stabbed. It makes everything awkward.

Some nutter's gone and pulled a Jack the Ripper.

Lecturing Brooks was as useful as lecturing a cat.

Tired, but not the kind of tired that sleep fixes.

Every time you try to flirt with her, a puppy dies.

One person's crazy is another person's sane, I guess.

Hot tea," he said, holding the cups. "It's just wrong.

Hey! Jack the Wanker! Over here! I want your autograph!

i miss you so much it's giving me a pain in my pancreas.

Why Paris? Paris needs no reason. Paris is its own reason.

I feel warm and reassured," I whispered. "He's like Santa.

No one in history had ever done less and yet been so wrong.

We all know what we're doing. Whether we realize it or not.

Well, what now? You have no job. I have no job. Wanna play Jenga?

It was clearly one of those mornings when I was particularly American.

Go see old virgins! Now ask a strange boy out, you shy, Retarded thing!

I'm Keith," he said, "and you're . . . clearly mad, but what's your name?

A pause while my mother made high-pitched sisterly devotions of gratitude.

Keep calm and carry on. Also, stay in and hide because the Ripper is coming.

It's always easier to say good-bye when you know it's just a prelude to hello.

I may have been a complete lunatic, but I was a complete lunatic with manners.

Quarrels are a natural part of relationships. Making up is always the best part.

My rule is: the second you find yourself doing something you hate, quit doing it.

She firmly held the theory that everyone gets at least one very stupid superpower.

We Deveauxs preferred to talk you to death, rather than face you in physical combat.

I like you because you were mad. And you're pretty. And pretty sane for a mad person.

There is nothing about a bad situation that fourteen hyper cheerleaders can't worsen.

Did I just kill someone?" "You can't kill a dead person," Callum said. "Makes no sense.

You could wear the same outfit every single day and no guy - who isn't gay - will notice.

One of them hung a pink bra from our lighting fixture. I left it there. It was a nice bra

No sausage?" he asked. Apparently my pork consumption habits were a matter of public record.

The kids I talk to are readers, and the craziest, the most dedicated readers you will ever see.

I could pretend, at least, and if I pretended long enough, maybe I could make it into a reality.

Can I tell you something you really don't want to hear? He's going to break up with you. - Stuart

Stuart must have sensed my despair from the way I began lightly banging my forehead on the table.

English rain feels obligatory, like paperwork. It dampens already damn days and slicks the stones.

Tell me what you want, what you really, really want," he said. "Braiiinnnnssss," we said in unison.

I realize Jubilee is a bit of a stripper name. You probably think I have heard the call of the pole.

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