It doesn't matter how many times you say it. It'll still be true.' 'And it doesn't matter what you won't let me say, that'll still be true too.

Doubtless the lunatic asylums of the world are filled with unfortunate women who have failed to see my charms.

I feel myself dissolving, vanishing into nothingness, for if there is no one in the world who cares for you, do you really exist at all?

You know, when someone prefers their own brother over you, it isn't a confidence booster.

He seemed only ... annoyed. Annoyed, and sweaty, and hot. "Yeah, well," he said, "the next time you decide to sneak out of our magically warded apartment through a door that shouldn't really exist, leave a note.

Were you thinking about eating me?” Will inquired. “No!” “No one would blame you,” said Jem. “He’s very annoying.

Jem put the full force of himself into each smile, so that he seemed to be smiling with his eyes, his heart, his whole being.