Don't go looking for boys in the dark They will say pretty things then leave you with scars. Do go looking for boys in the park For that is where the true gentlemen are.
The first stab of love is like a sunset, a blaze of color -- oranges, pearly pinks, vibrant purples...
Girls," their mother interjected, "you must both stop being strange - it is unattractive. And don't forget your hats. It would be absolutely the end for me if you two came down with freckles at a time like this.
It is well known that a man, when wooing a lady to be his wife, must first win over the females she most confides in—her friends, of course, and her sister, if she has one.
Henry shook his head, 'I was drunk,' he said, trying to sound both ashamed and firm in this belief. He remembered the rosebush incident very clearly, of course, but he knew that sneaking into the bedroom window of his fiancee's little sister wasn't s...
There was no pleasure like being envied on a mass scale.
Heart-stopping envy is the sincerest form of flattery.
As she always did on any really important day, Penelope Hayes wore red.
We see our sins reflected everywhere: in the pallor of our intimates’ faces, in the scratching of tree branches against windows, in the strange movements of everyday objects. These may be messages from God or tricks of the eye, but in neither case ...
The headiest loves were the loves that couldn't be.
I've always believed in savoring the moments. In the end, they are the only things we'll have.
Diana felt she was beginning to understand why, in all those novels she read, the headiest loves were the loves that couldn't be.
Already she could feel the stunning weight of a lifetime of regret for letting him go, and she knew that it was enought to bury her alive.
It's the craziest thing, but I can't stop thinking about you.
