I've always resented Hermione, because I wanted to be her so badly and she never seemed to appreciate as much as I thought she should that she got be her. She got to live at Hogwarts and be friends with Harry and kiss Ron, which was supposed to happen to me.

No one would want to read a book in which I explain the science of cloning because it would be very dull and it would also make no sense.

Wow. I feel like in this riot of people, I have been kicked in the stomach, but by the giddy police. Forget about the need for oxygen. My mouth wants to go back to the place it just left.

There is no such thing as a soulmate...and who would want there to be? I don't want half of a shared soul. I want my own damn soul.

So much is happening and yet nothing at all.

All this hoping for nothing-or someone-that's maybe hopeless

I'm so into you, it's not even funny. (Naomi & Ely's No Kiss List)