Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac Quotes

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It was odd to have something so personal out there in that way, but the good thing about art is that no one necessarily knows what you mean by it anyway.

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

I was crying a little for the boy I had wanted him to be and the boy he hadn’t turned out to be.

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

I was just thinking... isn't it lucky that we decided to become co-editors? If one takes a blow to the head, the other can fill in. If the other's lung spontaneoulsy collapses, the one can fill in. It's a perfect system once you think about it." ~Wil...

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

What were you like," I asked her. "we're you happy? Or were you smiling because they told you to?

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

It was funny how dad was more honest in a book that anyone in the world could pick up and read than he could be talking to me. Or maybe it was sad. One or the other. Sometimes it’s hard to tell.

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

Above all, mine is a love story. Unlike most love stories, this one involves chance, gravity, a dash of head trauma. It began with a coin toss. The coin came up tails. I was heads. Had it gone my way, there might not be a story at all. Just a chapter...

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

But now, at this moment, you can't hook your boat to mine, 'cause I'm liable to sink us both. (222)

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

My heart was a little bit broken, but I still had to go to school. I buttoned my dress shirt over it and my winter coat, too. I hoped it didn't show too much.

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

Love stories are written in millimeters and milliseconds with a fast, dull pencil whose marks you can barely see, they are written in miles and eons with a chisel on the side of a mountiantop

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

Hi there," squeaked a precocious little voice, "you are speaking to Chloe Fusakawa, and I have just learned how to answer the phone.

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

Someday, we’ll run into each other again, I know it. Maybe I’ll be older and smarter and just plain better. If that happens, that’s when I’ll deserve you. But now, at this moment, you can’t hook your boat to mine, because I’m liable to si...

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

It was strange, really. A couple months ago, I had thought I couldn’t live without him. Apparently I could.

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

Each period had required me to be a slightly different person, and that was exhausting. I wondered if school had always felt this way and whether it was like this for everone.

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

Since i couldn't remember the "real" first time i'd lost my virginity, this would have become my de facto first time. I wanted a better story then: I did it with this boy who i wasn't very into and who had mysterious Gaterade breath; in his room deco...

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

I wondered if the person who really loves you is the person who knows all your stories, the person who WANTS to know all your stories.

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac