It is a hundred-year-old witch book, bound in human skin and probably written in ancient cum...YOU lick it!

How can you possibly believe he really loves you?” Miss Sneezy looks from the Mother to the Saint to Mr. Whittier’s hand.“You have no choice,” Mr. Whittier tells her. “If you need to be loved.

Our real discoveries come from chaos, from going to the place that looks wrong and stupid and foolish.

You can't be beautiful," Brandy says about a thousand times, "until you feel beautiful.

Every high school has its Romeo and Juliet, one tragic couple. So does every generation.

What you have to consider is the possibility that God doesn't like you. Could be, God hates us. This is not the worst thing that could happen.

History is nothing except monsters or victims. Or witnesses.