You can only really really hurt the ones that you really really love.

There's only one racing strategy that matters.It's the one I run by: Get in the lead and don't let anyone pass you.

I’m not sure I’ll ever be finished. No matter how much I write, there will always be something I should’ve said.

I'm not in love. It's a crush which is why it hurts. Crushes crush. Otherwise they'd be called awesomes. "I have an awesome on him.

You can only be in a bad mood for so long before you have to face up to the fact that it isn't a bad mood at all; it's just your sucky personality.

I'm in crisis. I'm about to bump with a five-foot chino-chicano.

I'm sitting in the bleachers, watching longingly as all the boys and umbumped girls in my Personal Health and Fitness class play Muggle Quidditch. I don't even like the game very much, I think it's silly, but I so miss physical activity that I'd be thrilled if I could run around the gymnasium with a broom between my legs, chasing after the human snitch wearing a gold pinny.