I don't trust an organization that would make policy out of fear.

Oliver liked to play the part of disaffected youth, but he liked shopping in SoHo even more.

And Kingsley being Kingsley, he smiled as he pretended to pull the trigger.

Popularity was fickle and elusive, like trying to catch fireflies in a jar. You were either born with it or relegated to wallflower status according to your mysterious and unknowable workings of the universe.

Instead of fearing the future, I should live and enjoy the present, she told herself.

If you think we'll get in, we'll get in. It's all about confidence, trust me.

It didn't help that she was painfully shy and kept to herself, because then they just thought she was stuck-up, which she wasn't. She was just quiet.