It looks like you're mocking me as if I am a girl who still believes in Santa Claus." Emily says.
The reputation of a girl ... is a delicate thing. Like a mynah bird in your hands. slacken your grip and away it flies.
The safest day at the Melody is St. Paddy's," adds another Mardi Gras girl. "All the cops are out vomiting at the parade.
It's not that he's choosing me, a girl he met less than a month ago--he's choosing a world in which no one has to die.
Don't let two men fall in love with you, girls. It's not the sort of thing that ends well." -Uncle Charles
I looked at the faces around me, wondering what was going to happen to me ... wondering when I would see Father again. "I will help you.
Some girls had mothers who never called them beautiful but swore their love up and down. It's all the same, really. All bullshit.
I always fantasized about having a girl stand on my bar like in that movie Coyote Ugly, but I never thought it would happen.
That's crazy. Are Witches the one who help the big fat man get down the chimney too?" "You know it, girl.
Guerilla warfare? I was in way over my head. I told myself that I could do this. It was guerilla warfare every time I went to sleep.
Even as zombies, ridiculous prom gowns were the downfall of teenage girls, crippling them at the knees.
But what Mom never told me is that along the way, you find sisters, and they find you. Girls are cool that way.
My mother is convinced that yellow is a happy color and that a happy girl would get a husband. -Penelope Featherington
When we asked him to sum up his impression of the girls' emotional state at that point, he said, "Buffeted but not broken.
She walked with a ghost of herself, one full of potential and possibility. One who was fearless. Where had that girl gone?
Then, as now, there were always girls who were overlooked and ignored by gentlemen who really should have known better.
When she was a child, my love carried a road map in her hand the way other girls carried handkerchiefs.
He’d never been shy, but he’d always been a little uncertain around girls. He just couldn’t believe they liked him.
Having a little girl has been like following an old treasure map with the important paths torn away.
A vampire is branding girls, okay?" I ignored his refusal. "Something about that just feels wrong to me." "I would hope so.
A true god surely cannot have been born of a girl, nor died on the gibbet, nor be eaten in a piece of dough... [or inspired] books, filled with contradictions, madness, and horror.
