I wouldn’t expect you to get it, Daisy. You don’t look at anything besides Photoplay—and even then somebody’s gotta explain the pictures to you.” Daisy’s mouth hung open in outrage. “Well, I never!” “Yeah, that’s what you tell all your fellas, but the rest of us aren’t buying it. Go away, now, Daisy. Shoo, little fly!

We create the illusions we need to go on.

Jeez, someone needs to push the reset button on this planet.

I do not want to pass the time. I want to grab hold of it and leave my mark upon the world.

Why do girls always feel like they have to apologize for giving an opinion or taking up space in the world? Have you ever noticed that?" Nicole asked. "You go on websites and some girl leaves a post and if it's longer than three sentences or she's expressing her thoughts about some topic, she usually ends with, 'Sorry for the rant' or 'That may be dumb, but that's what I think.

Warning: If you are insufferable, do not walk here. We shall eat you down to the marrow.

And when it comes, her kiss is like something not so much felt as found.