Quotes of: Boy Keyword

I haven’t entirely adjusted to the whole yum, blood, yum aspect of being a vampire. My body wants it, but my head is still like, Ew, that is BLOOD, time to faint.

Never Bite a Boy on the First Date

Anger makes you smaller, while forgiveness forces you to grow beyond who you were.

Neglected But Undefeated: The Life Of A Boy Who Never Knew A Mother's Love

Neglected but Undefeated I stand today living the life I was told I would never live all because my faith grew.

Neglected But Undefeated: The Life Of A Boy Who Never Knew A Mother's Love

You'll never know the the outcome unless you just go out there and just do it.

Neglected But Undefeated: The Life Of A Boy Who Never Knew A Mother's Love

In a desperate attempt to stay young forever we have achieved eternal childishness, rather than eternal youth.

Leaving Neverland: Why Little Boys Shouldn't Run Big Corporations

Andy once clipped a magazine article about how black dogs are always the last to be adopted at shelters and, therefore, more likely to be put down. Which is totally Dog Racism, if you ask me.

Lola and the Boy Next Door

Okay, I've lied to him. But you saw how jealous he gets. It makes me feel like I have to. And I shouldn't defend my right to be friends with another guy.

Lola and the Boy Next Door

Sometimes I closed my eyes hard to avoid thinking, but the eye of the mind refused to be closed and continued to plague me with images.

A Long Way Gone: Memoirs of a Boy Soldier

It's just that life felt the right size in there... not too big and not too small. Wasn't so hard to work up a bit of courage. It's got so bloody complicated since then.

"Master Harold"...and the boys

Why a slow death in a strange country if you can die on the threshold of your own house? Refugees don't exist. Only blown away people exist, people blown by the wind all over the world.

Mirad, A Boy From Bosnia

Shaw Centre has restaurants on the fourth floor, where the ACS boy can pull chairs out for her. Girls love this because no one else does it for them, especially not those sotong RI boys.

The Space Between the Raindrops

He understood it when other kids were mean to him. It didn't bother him. He simply hated them. As long as he hated them, it didn't matter what they thought of him.

There's a Boy in the Girls' Bathroom

You kids were all planned, you were just planned really, really quickly.

Text Me, Love Mom: Two Girls, Two Boys, One Empty Nest

I closed my eyes under the fluroescent lights and tried to make another birthday wish, a onetime do-over, a rebate, a trade-in on the kitchen sink kiss that started everything, offered up for just one last miracle.

Twenty Boy Summer

I love a boy with sun-kissed hair, With ocean storms in his bright blue eyes, I love a boy who drinks my tears when I cry.

A Veil of Glass and Rain:Special Edition

Energy has to be fed from a source. If you don't feed the source, it dissipates entirely. Same is true of liking a boy. If you cut off the thoughts, if you stop pinning, you're free to find a boy who is attainable.

Viola in Reel Life

Is there some kind of rule for when Sam should be a boy and when he's a Wolf?" "A Wolf lifts his leg and yellows up the snow. A boy has to use the toilet." "And that will work?" "Only if he needs to pee.

Written in Red

Love, he thinks, is a lie that people tell each other in order to make the world bearable. He is not up for the lie anymore. And nobody is going to lie to him like that, anyway. He's not even worth a lie.

Two Boys Kissing

You can't know what it is like for us now--you will always be one step behind. Be thankful for that. You can't know what it was like for us then--you will always be one step ahead. Be thankful for that, too.

Two Boys Kissing

People like to say being gay isn't like skin color, isn't anything physical. They tell us we always have the option of hiding. But if that's true, why do they always find us?

Two Boys Kissing

My father spoke with his hands. He was deaf. His voice was in his hands. And his hands contained his memories.

Hands of My Father: A Hearing Boy, His Deaf Parents, and the Language of Love