Look, I can't go out with you, because... because... because I'm a lesbian.

Shakespeare is just some bloke who keeps ranting "what light trough yonder window breaks" its the moon for god sakes!

Through my curtains I can see a big yellow moon. I’m thinking of all the people in the world who will be looking at that same moon. I wonder how many of them haven’t got any eyebrows?

I like the idea that I can talk to any teenage girls. You know, in a language that makes sense to them.

He who laughs last laughs the laughiest.

I put my arm around her and said, "Jas, I have found that when you are troubled, it is often better to think of others rather than yourself. I think you would feel much better if you got me some milky coffee and jammy dodgers and I told you all about me.

When Mutti and Vati came in I didn't speak to them. I just unfurled the CAT MOLESTERS banner I had made.