Kasie West Quotes

One person can't change the future. Do you know how many people and things are involved in every major event that happens? Sure, you might be able to change some of the minor aspects of a day, but ultimately things that are going to happen, if you go along a certain path, do happen.

Lights in the blackness. Waiting for the score. Putting on a face. Flirt a little more. That

Dancing wasn't quite the same as running ... or any sport, for that matter. I didn't feel like I had a purpose, a goal. But after a while I let my mind relax and realized not everything had to have a point. Some things could just be for the fun of it. I looked over at Amber dancing next to me. She smiled, then hooked her arm in mine and twirled me around. My surroundings blurred and I soaked the moment in, deciding this night was something I could do again.

One of my friends at the Compound has a photographic memory. Everything she ever sees, reads, or hears, she remembers forever in perfect detail.

Thank you," he whispered against my hair.
"How did that taste in your mouth?"
He laughed. "Awful.

I love you," I whisper.
"What was that? I didn't hear you."
"Don't push me."
"I love you, too," he says. He puts his cheek against mine. "So much.

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The Odd Couple. Is this that one where the one guy is a mess and the other is a neat freak?"
"Yes, it is."
"And you are?"
"A mess." Then he looked at the book in my hands. "Oh, you mean in the play? I'm the neat freak. Felix.

It was hard to remember what I'd been so scared of. Being treated differently? Lack of acceptance? I was the one who hadn't accepted myself for who I was. I was the one who needed to be comfortable in my own skin. I hoped I could do that moving forward.

A certain night in a certain train?"

"Stop. I need to concentrate."

"You need to concentrate on a certain night in a certain train?

That's my life: screaming without making a sound.

Because no one frustrates me quite as much as you do." Totally true. "Soon, the thought of your face will do it, but now, it seems I need your annoying presence as well.

Sometimes I feel like I'm slowly floating away. I'm constantly looking for something to grab on to so I don't lose myself.

Okay, we'll go tomorrow. That way I can be sure you're not sneaking to see your addiction."
"I'm not addicted."
"One time I tried to give up caffeine," she said, ignoring my statement. "I got a headache. I wonder if you're going to get a headache this week.

I wonder why some people seem to be born knowing what they want to do with their lives and others - mostly me - have no idea.

Weird is the new cool.

A week ago someone warned me not to buy the blueberry muffins at Eddie's, but I didn't listen and bought them anyway. Now at odd hours I get these insatiable cravings."
"They're laced with addictive substances.

If I were alone I would throw my arms out and spin in a circle. Instead I walk up the stairs, running my hand along books as I go.

It was hard when I knew I was about to be flooded with memories of a life I hadn't lived yet. Really, two lives I hadn't lived yet.

Mocking someone else to make us seem deep or intelligent only proves the exact opposite.

We can't let boys define how we feel about ourselves. You have to know who you are before you should let any boy worth anything in.

What are you doing and why did you have a goofy grin on your face when you came in here? You sneaking around? Is there some boy I need to beat up

I like it when you're not perfect.

And that reaction - my inability to react - scared me more than anything.

Sometimes I wish I were passionate about something real. Something I knew I could succeed in. Right now all my dreams are a little far-fetched.

I think any excuse is a good one to be obsessed.

Double with me and Gabriel next Friday!" Isabel announced suddenly. "I'll find you a date."

"Pass."

"Come on. It's been a while since you've been on a date."

"That's because I'm awkward and weird and it's not fun at all for me or the poor soul who agrees to go out with me."

"That's not true."

I crossed my arms.

"You just need to go out more than once … or twice … with someone so they see how fun you are," Isabel argued, adjusting her backpack straps. "You're not awkward withme."

"I'm totally awkward with you but you're not under pressure to eventually kiss me, so you put up with it.

I'm going to make a man bracelet. Let me see your wrist.

Just because you can't see the future, doesn't mean it doesn't exist. You don't have to see everything clearly or know exactly where you're going to move forward.

Duke says, "Pause," and the movie goes quiet. "What did Laila say?

I slide my feet onto the seat next to him, my ankle brushing against his thigh. "No shallowness of breath? No rapidly beating heart?"
He rests one hand on my foot as he continues to mess with his phone. His eyes meet mine in amusement. "Are those the indicators? I might have an issue after all.

The doorbell rings, and my heart flips.

Caymen?"
"Yes?"
"You look terrified. Does this scare you?"
"More than anything."
"Why?"
"Because I didn't bring my mints."
"And now the real answer ... "
"Because I'm afraid that once you catch me, the game's over.

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Is that your subtle way of saying you missed me last week?"
"I've missed my hot chocolate. I just think of you as the guy who brings it to me. Sometimes I forget your name and call you hot chocolate guy.

He pulls me toward him and when his lips touch mine, I try not to audibly sigh. I can't help it though, and he chuckles again, against my mouth. In the back of my mind I still wonder if we're right for each other, but the rest of my mind doesn't seem to care.

Thank you," he whispered.
I smiled. He did know those words.

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Feelings can be the most costly thing in the universe.

My commitment falters. "It comes out. Twenty-one washes." That's not what I intended to say. The plan was to put my hand on my hip and say, "It's my hair. I can do what I want with it." That's what brave, angsty teenagers say after they do something rebellious. But I'm pretty sure those teenagers didn't ever have to answer to someone like my mother. I'm also sure I'm neither brave nor angsty.

I don't like the words 'I'm fine'. My mom tells me those two words are the most-frequently-told lie in the English lenguage.

You don't know anything about me."
"Everything I need to know is written all over your face."
"Right now the only thing my face should be conveying is that it thinks you're a jerk."
He bowed his head as if to say, exactly.

I turn my head so that he doesn't see my smile and secretly curse him for making me feel special.

I'm with you on measuring this week in letters and the two-day drought we are about to experience. If only there was a way to transport letters faster, through some sort of electronic device that codes messages and sends them through the air. But that's just crazy talk.

Friday from me:

Sending letters through the sky? Like when airplanes attach notes to their tails? I thought they only advertised for going-out-of-business sales. But perhaps our letters would be okay up there as well. I wonder how much they charge per word.

He looked at the cash siting there "What's that for?" I made myself smile "A good time.

You know what we've succeeded in doing with this game?"
"What's that?"
"Increasing the anticipation."
He laughed. "I know, right? Can I just be fill-in Bradley forever?

It's hard to keep track when you're looking into so many, isn't it?

Sometimes it's hard for me to start something because I'd rather not try at all than fail at it

Just promise me something. If this is a Search and you don't pick me, don't pick this path, for whatever reason, promise me you won't Erase me.

I hope I'm not turning into that girl, the one who daydreams about a guy she can never have.

That's because I've been trying to get over him since the minute I met him so I'm one step ahead of myself.

I think it looks hot," Duke says. "But that's just coming from the guy who hopes to play another role in your rebellion.

Unlike Bec and I, Hayden didn't yell anything angry, but the speed at which his ball hit the glass made me think that maybe he did have a few demons.

This is like the calm after the storm. Everything has settled, and even though it left destruction in its wake, you know the worst is over.

I don't know how to get over it." "You can only go through it.

Don't make me turn on the room's ability blockers. I'm not teaching middle school here. And turn off your phones, people.

Books, bringing people together.' That would make a good slogan for the library.

Sometimes I hesitate to share important things because... I don't think people will care about them as much as I do. And then when I do share, the things are out there to be judged, or never thought about again. And I can't decide which outcome is worse.

His eyes are so intense I want to look away ... or never look away, I can't decide.

People need to hear hard things sometimes to push them to be better.

I never wanted anyone to have this much power over my emotions again. It was safer to keep to myself, to keep things on the surface. Things ended better that way.

Stop worrying about someone else's feelings for once and worry about your grade.

The was something very satisfying about a smile that had to be earned.

I hated being vulnerable, putting myself out there. I hated looking stupid, feeling stupid. I didn't want to do this. But I had to. I would.

I wonder if I know the girl he's looking at.

You should look into catching rabbits for a living. You're not half bad at it."

He smiled. "That would be almost as manly as becoming a cowboy.

Then I circle the pivot point. The point right before the path separates.

But I knew it wasn't that simple. Nobody's fears were. Mine weren't.

I've been thinking, Jules said
Never a good thing I thought

I don't know. I love my friends, but yes, I'm discovering that they don't know me very well. It's not their fault, though. I've never let them. I've never really known myself.

But then I think: my guitar is just a thing. You know? And my brother is a person. A thing is not more important than a person...

Don't do it unless you mean it.

The fact that he might be as worried as I am eases my nerves. Its like there's a certain amount of stress appointed to every situation and I'm used to being responsible for holding it all by myself. Its nice to share it with someone

Thank you."

"How'd those words taste in your mouth?"

"Awful."

He smiled. We stood there in silence. He didn't offer to let me in, and I knew it was because he wanted me to ask. He liked to make things hard on me.

"Can I come in?"

"Why?"

"Because I want to talk."

"Why?"

"Because you're here, and I want to know why."

He rolled his eyes and started to shut the door. I put my hand on the edge. "Because you need me, and I've never needed anyone more than I need you."

He pulled me inside and against him before I even finished the sentence.

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How is selfworth measured today? By the amount of likes a post gets, by how many friends we collect, by how many retweets we accumulate? Do we even know what we really think until we post our thoughts online and let others tell us if they are worthy?

we rarely find the depth by looking inside of ourselves for it. depth is found in what we can learn from the people and things around us

When I was dating, my girlfriends and I used to say, 'Don't cry in front of him before date three.' "
"Cry?" I echoed, frowning.
"Yeah. Guys gets skittish when you cry."
"I don't think I have to worry about that one."
"You don't cry?"
"I don't make it to date three.

Hi, I'm stranger one and this is stranger two. Are you uncomfortable yet?

He laughs again. "You're different, Caymen."
"Different than what?"
"Than any other girl I've met."
Considering most of the girls he'd met probably had fifty times as much money as I did, that wasn't a hard feat to accomplish. Thinking about that makes my eyes sting.
"It's refreshing. You make me feel normal."
"Huh. I better work on that because you're far from normal."
He smiles and pushes my shoulder playfully. My heart slams into my ribs. "Caymen."
I take another handful of dirt and smash it against his neck then try to make a quick escape. He grabs me from behind, and I see his hand, full of dirt, coming toward my face when the warning beeps of the tractor start up.
"Saved by the gravediggers," he says.

Sometimes regardless of what we want, reality takes over.

I don't know. I try not to think about it too much. I'm perfectly satisfied with my life. I think unhappiness comes from unfulfilled expectations." "So the less you expect from life . . ." "No. It's not like that. I just try to be happy and not wish I could do more.

I'm not sure exactly. Against what, Addie?" Laila asks with a smirk. "Against unnormalcy. Antiaverageness.

You like to assign roles to the people in your life. And when they don't play their parts right, you have a hard time accepting that.

I'm more of an eye coverer.

I knew they weren't brown. I didn't know you were studying Light Manipulation. I'm impressed. But it takes concentration." He leans forward slowly until his mouth is inches from my ear. My eyes flutter and I know he heard the gasp of air I took no matter how quiet it was. "You got distracted," he whispers, then grabs his backpack from behind me and leaves.

My preference is simple - you.

I loved that book, but I don't like to influence people from giving their honest opinions about a book before I tell them how they should've felt. Did you like it?

We make our own luck. I believed that, too. We chose our own fate. We controlled our own future. I knew what I wanted. I needed to go get it.

Xander was looking for me. Not good. Mr. Rich and his completely over-the-top lifestyle need to stay away. "Was he alone?

I'll go home and write my own backstory. It will be easier to remember.

Thanks for choosing me, Addison.

I knew why I cared. Why this mattered so much. Why his opinion was the only thing that mattered. I was more than crushing on him. I loved Braden.

You need to empty your mind, and relax each other muscle group until you feel like you are going to melt into the floor. Then you just let it all go. All the expectations, all the unneeded worry, all the things other people want for you but you don't want for yourself.

Isabel dug her hands into the bin of Legos next to her. "We should have a ship-building competition."

"Yes," Gabriel said. "I am the King of Legos."

"Is that a self-proclaimed title or one that was appointed?" I asked.

Isabel laughed.

Gabriel acted offended. "Appointed, of course." He joined us on the floor and scooped out a handful of Legos. "By my father.

I've tried subtle before. I'm not very good at it.

You're my favorite way to pass the time. But time stands still when you're on my mind.

But knowing about someone doesn't equate to knowing them.

Addie," Laila says, feigning concern and jumping down next to me. "Did you get hurt? What happened?

But he says things so subtly, so smoothly, that it's hard to tell if it's purposeful or if he's just playing along with my jokes.

Even though I knew this might end in heartbreak, that he might make my life scary and complicated and unpredictable, I knew I couldn't let him walk away. Because I knew he'd also make my life happy and comforting and full.

- " Are you ready for this ? "
- " What?"
- " Commitment"
- " You make it easy

I had seen a different side of her, the one where she didn't feel threatened by me, and I liked that side. That side was vulnerable and happy and kind.

I threw the baseball I held after all. Not hard and it didn't even hit him but it almost did.
His eyes went wide with surprise.
"So you weren't really offering me a target?"
He gave a small laugh. "I didn't think you'd take me up on it.