Value people because of who they were deep down, not because of their names or their parents’ clout.

Basically, the world is a giant shithole. But some of us are capable of imagining something better.

No one's family is normal. Normalcy is a lie invented by advertising agencies to make the rest of us feel inferior.

Every guy seems nice until he’s not.

Man, I hated not being able to figure someone out. And from the slightly uncertain look he gave me as we all went to class, I suspected he felt the same way.

But I know how this romantic stuff works: one girl's perfect guy is another girl's reject. And right now I'm glad of it.

Juliana's a year older than me, but she sometimes seems younger - mostly because she's the opposite of cynical and I'm the opposite of the opposite of cynical.