She had been nobody and he had been golden. E. Lockhart More Quotes by E. Lockhart More Quotes From E. Lockhart It is better to be alone, she figures, than to be with someone who can't see who you are. It is better to lead than to follow. It is better to speak up than stay silent. It is better to open doors than to shut them on people. She will not be simple and sweet. She will not be what people tell her to be. That Bunny Rabbit is dead. E. Lockhart simple doors sweet Absorbing the fact that sometimes, people do cut you slack and forgive you and want you anyway. Sometimes they do. And when they do, even if it's not a happy ending, it is delicious E. Lockhart forgiving cutting people although she went home that night feeling happier than she had ever been in her short life, she did not confuse the golf course party with a good party, and she did not tell herself she had a pleasant time. it had been, she felt, a dumb event preceded by excellent invitations. what frankie did that was unusual was to imagine herself in control. the drinks, the clothes, the instructions, the food (there had been none), the location, everything. she asked herself: if i were in charge, how could i have done it better? E. Lockhart short-life party home I know they're not getting divorced or anything, but when your parents argue it makes the whole universe seem like it's tipping, like everything could change if they got mad enough at each other, like the world isn't a safe place. And of course, that's true, isn't it? The world is not a safe place. E. Lockhart tipping mad parent ...our family is white as far back on the family tree as I've ever looked, and I guess I picture people white white white unless someone tells me otherwise E. Lockhart white tree people I think it was the institution...I was trying to master it. E. Lockhart institutions trying thinking Frankie appreciated both the accolades and the rejections equally, because both meant she'd had an impact. She wasn't a person who needed to be liked so much as she was a person who liked to be notorious. E. Lockhart impact rejection appreciated I say, thirteen is too many dogs for good mental health. Five is pretty much the limit. More than five dogs and you forfeit your right to call yourself entirely sane. Even if the dogs are small. E. Lockhart mental-health limits dog I like to be direct." "Okay," I said. "But I warn you, I like to be evasive, inserutable and generally send mixed messages." "I doubt it." "Human interaction is not my strong point," I told him. E. Lockhart strong messages doubt Gideon laughed. "I like to be direct." "Okay," I said. "But I warn you, I like to be evasive, inserutable and generally send mixed messages." "I doubt it." "Human interaction is not my strong point," I told him. "Not seriously." "Seriously," I said. Thinking: There is so much about me he doesn't know. Gideon put his hand on my leg. "What's your strong point, then?" "Goats," I told him. "I am excellent with goats. E. Lockhart strong hands thinking ...a box where she was expected to be sweet and sensitive (but not oversensitive); a box for young and pretty girls who were not as bright or powerful as their boyfriends. A box for people who were not forces to be reckoned with. E. Lockhart girl powerful sweet When you hate someone you used to love, and you think he's done something awful - he probably has. E. Lockhart hate truth thinking There was nothing I could say in retaliation except something that would confuse her. E. Lockhart retaliation It shattered something inside me that hadn't been broken before. E. Lockhart shattered broken ...Mr. Wodehouse is a prose stylist of such startling talent that Frankie nearly skipped around with glee when she first read some of his phrases. Until her discovery of Something Fresh on the top shelf of Ruth's bookshelf one bored summer morning, Frankie's leisure reading had consister primarily of paperback mysteries she found on the spinning racks at the public library down the block from her house, and the short stories of Dorothy Parker. Wodehouse's jubilant wordplay bore itself into her synapses like a worm into a fresh ear of corn. E. Lockhart block summer morning Someone once wrote that a novel should deliver a series of small astonishments. I get the same thing spending an hour with you. E. Lockhart astonishment hours should We should not accept an evil we can change. E. Lockhart accepting should evil My heart spasmed among the peonies like a trout. E. Lockhart trout my-heart heart I can feel like a hag some days if I want! And I can tell everybody how insecure I am if I want! Or I can be pretty and pretend to think I'm a hag out of fake modesty-I can do that if I want, too. Because you, Livingston, are not the boss of me and what kind of girl I become. E. Lockhart insecure girl thinking Never take a seat in the back of the room. Winners sit up front. E. Lockhart seats winner rooms
