I understood we used to be close. But they were like books i'd read two summer ago; I knew I'd liked them, but I couldn't tell you now what they'd been about.

My sister had blown out the candle in our breath.That meant our wishes were definitely going to come true

Hannakins: I know you guys are living out your own private Romeo and Juliet love story, but remember: Both of them die in Act V. -A

Sometimes you have to admit that a relationship can't be fixed. That no matter how much you want to, you can't trust some people.

I love books about dysfunctional families.

Those who don't remember the past are doomed to repeat it.

Never trust a pretty girl with an ugly secret.