Susane Colasanti Quotes

Standing in the line at the food court, I try to be myself. But I forget how I usually stand when I'm myself.

Because I still love him. You can't just turn love off. You still feel it.

We're products of our choices.

My thing is that I'm in love with love. Actually, I'm in love with the possibility of true love. Which could be considered a major problem.

Last words of wisdom.If your parents are screewed up, don't turn into them. Use them as an example of what not to be- be yourself instead. you can overcome your fears, you can change, you can make your life into what you've always wanted it to be. Maybr not tomorrow but soon. So hang in.

I want deeper connections with the people around me. I need to reach out more. Because not everyone leaves. Sometimes if you reach out, the person you're trying to reach will be right there waiting.

No two people can see the world in the same way. No matter what you're looking at, no one is seeing it the same way you are.

The huge problems we deal with every day are actually really small. We're so focused on what bothers us
that we don't even try to see our lives from a clearer perspective.

Do you believe in fate?" "I guess, but ... its more about creatng the life you want so you can make that fate a reality. You know?

But you can't get to the place you most want to be without taking a chance.

Tobey puts the CD on. Then he comes over and hugs me. I lean my head on his chest.
'I want to know everything about you,' he whispers.

It's just like John Mayer says in "Slow Dancing in a Burning Room". When it's this bad, you have to get out or you'll get burned.

The only person I can count on is myself. It's up to me to create the life I want. I can't blame my parents or Scott or anyone else for the way things are.

If I'd stopped believing that my life would eventually get better, I don't think I would have survived high school.

Not even a repeat of Dawson's Creek makes me feel better.

Who remembers everything about somebody?

But this is such a "Wheel" moment. That song rocks. The best part is where John Mayer says how our connections are permanent, how if you drift apart from someone there's always a chance you can be part of their life again. How everything comes back around again.

Anyway, shes still getting to know you," Mike says. "Chicks are like that. They base how much tey like on you an emotional level. They have to be into your personality first, and then they decide they want you. But if a guy thinks a girl is hot, he'll learn to like her personality later. It's two different worlds, man.

That's the tricky thing about being bonded to someone for life. Blake and his dad are bonded like I'm bonded with Erin. We're irrevocably tied together by history, a history that can never be erased. Even if you want to deny it, even it you want to pretend it never existed, it will always be a part of you. It will always, in some way, define who you are.

REBEL
by Tatyana Dias
I have the might of separating the fight between darkness and light.
With ashes that surpasses my sight, crime in time slashes, isolating my rights.
I speak with my eyes, and visualize with my mind.
I'm on a quest that has left me possessed and stressed 'cause I envy the blessed and pity the depressed.
You can whip me, strip me, crucify me to a cross; my imagination within my deepest destination will not fall!

Apparently, it used to be extremely common for families to have two parents. They stayed together because that's what all the other parents did. Now there are so many options, so many different ways to be a family. So many ways to rip a family apart.

If you see someone being bullied, make it stop. Why is that so hard for us to do?

Things don't get better just because you want them to.

It's just that when you're trying to balance so many things at the same time, it's inevitable that something's going to fall.

She's not going to let go until she sees for herself that there's nothing left to hold on to.

No one can save me except myself.

In what twisted universe would a girl who's just been dumped still want to be friends with the boy who dumped her?

Your life can end in a flash before you even have time to know it's over.
There is no safe. There is no control.

A geek is like a dork. Someone who's on the fringe, who you
wouldn't want to hang out with. A nerd is someone too weird and smart to fit in with the masses. Like
me."
"You're not a nerd!"
"It's okay. I know who I am. I consider it a compliment. I like when people tell me I'm weird." I cram
four Cheez Doodles into my mouth. "I mean, why be normal?

Do you like Rhiannon more than me? ... They're two completely different concepts. When a girl asks you a question like that, there's no way you can be honest. They say they want you to be honest, but then they get all upset when you are. You can't win. There's no way to win. There are questions you just can't answer without manipulating the truth.

FACTS
Fact #1 Mean people suck.
Fact #2 Bad things happen to good people.
Fact #3 Good doesn't always prevail over evil.

Girls with the beauty-and-brains thing going on are the most intimidating girls in the world.

It's up to me to create the life I want.

You'll get through this. And I know it's impossible to believe right now, but it gets better. Trust me.

No one is worth wasting a gorgeous weekend over.

No one should be ashamed to speak up. Shame makes it easy for neglect and abuse and bullying to stay huddled together in their dark corner. It's time to throw the switch on this spotlight. If I can inspire other kids to speak their truth, then everything I've been through will have been worth it.

Things fall apart, even when you think they're stronger than anything you could ever imagine.

I'm so excited that my stomach is in a jiggle-jaggle of nerves.
There they go again.
Jiggle.
Jaggle.
I'm a mess.

You never know when an epiphany will strike.

I deserve to be happy. I'm sad it took me so long to get that. But I get it now.

Love is never guaranteed. Love is a risk we take because we hope it will make us happy.

She goes on to explain about how need to not only listen to what the other person is saying but try to hear the meaning behind their words. But my thing is that if you want someone to understand what you're saying, you should say what you mean.

The point of learning about history is so we can improve the future.

Life would be so much easier if fictional boys were real.

I want revenge, but I don't want to screw up my karma.

But the thought of moving on from something I never had is depressing.

Because anyone who treats their body like it's garbage the way he does isn't exactly in the best place to love someone else.

It's interesting how something that comes so easily to one person can be so impossible for someone else.

I can't tell how much of our connection is because of the things we still have in common or the one thing that bonds us for life. But no matter what happens, I know I can totally count on Erin for anything. And she knows I'd do anything for her.

But I'm okay with being here in the Now and letting later work itself out.

We can't help who we love. Love isn't logical, or even our choice. Love chooses us.

My shows and books are an instant mood adjuster. They're my drugs of choice. And the fictional characters I love are like my friends.

The Unknown is scary. I'll always have some fear about what's going to happen next. The thing is, the Unknown can also be exciting. Your life could change in an instant anytime. But sometimes, that change is the best thing that will ever happen to you.

You can't ever know the real anybody unless you're friends with them. And sometimes not even then.

I'm not sure if our friendship is strong enough to survive into next year when we're away at college. But. We know each other in a way that no one else can. We share a history that makes us permanently connected. So I have to hope for us. All I can do is hope.

It's like once everyone decides who you are, you're locked into their version of you and that's it.

Distraction is your friend.

When I'm a teacher, I won't be using red pens to grade papers. Red pens will forever be associated with criticism and bad grades in my mind. I don't want this person to get their short story back with harsh red pen marks all over it. Purple is much friendlier.

I realize that I have to put myself out there to get what I want.

I'd rather be weird and happy than normal and miserable.

You‟re not a nerd!"
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We know each other in a way that no one else can. We share a history that makes us permanently connected.

Just when it seems like life is getting good, something always has to come along and ruin it.

Maybe it's just hart to see what's right in front of you while you're frantically searching for it.

Is your dad still in a huffufle about it?" I ask.
"Oh, he's huffufled, all right.

The smell of hyacinths in the summer night air. At this moment, standing here with a boy I just met who already feels like home, I am overwhelmed with city love.

Just happens. You either make it happen or you don't. There's a reason it happens in the first place.

Maybe the package comes in a different shape than we originally thought it would.

I still love him. And here's the worst part. I want him back. - Ree

That's the thing about saying "sorry" or "excuse me" in this city. No one ever does. Or when we do apologize, we don't actually say it clearly. We just whisper the outline of excuse me or form the word sorry with our mouth, as if we expect people to lip-read.

There are some things I can't control, & that's just the way it is.

Oh and P.S.? I am in dire need of more coffee. Industrial strength."
"But we're going to sleep soon," I say.
"I know." Laila shudders. "Addiction is a bitch.

It's about how you're like a lighthouse, always searching far into the distance. But the thing you're looking for is usually close to you and always has been. That's why you have to look within yourself to find answers instead of searching beyond.

The stupid thing about anger is how people hurt you and then you let them keep hurting you by being angry about how they originally hurt you. It's a vicious cycle.

Just because a person chooses to express themselves in an extreme way doesn't mean they have an extreme personality.

I have to get my life back on track. Order as an antidote to chaos. Calm after the storm.

To bad guys arent like Mr. Potato head where you can pick and chose which parts you want.

You can overcome your fears, you cange change, you can make life into what you've always wanted it to be. Maybe not tomorrow, but soon. So hang in.

Physical attraction that strong is addictive. And knowing that kind of magic isn't just a fantasy makes me want to find it again. But what about being with someone who makes me a better person? What about sharing my life with someone who adores me as much as I adore him, whom I can always count on, who helps me find my way when I'm lost?

How cool would it be if differences were celebrated? And the more different you were, the better?

Maybe there is no one perfect person and anyone you end up with will eventually make you think there's someone better out there.

But it's hard to find your soul mate when everyone's so anonymous and living in their own private bubble worlds. It's not like you can just go up to a boy you like and say, Are you my soul mate?

Somehow, I manage to open the door. And smile at the enormous bunch of balloons Erin has for me. And act like my normal self (or at least what I think my normal self acts like).

When your heart is shattered into a million pieces, all you can do is try to keep holding on. You breathe. You try to fall asleep. You try to not think about him.

I'm trying to paint an underwater ocean scene. It's just not working. My queen angelfish is supposed to have these bright yellow eyes and electric-blue stripes along the edge of her fin. Instead, it looks like I'm trying to paint a fried egg with some blue bacon. Maybe I can pass it off as postmodern.

SEEING BELIEVING what's in front of you is not necessarily the entire story

And even now, even after all I put him through, he's saving me. I've been trying to find my way into the light for so long, and he just comes along and takes me there.

Because my life isn't going to wait around while I figure out how to make it work.

That's the thing about being hooked on a girl. You see what else is going on around you. You notice other girls. But it doesn't register the same way it used to. You only care about one thing, one goal. And sometimes, being so focused on what you want, you can't see what everyone else does.

You have to be a responsible adult and support yourself because no one else is going to do it for you.

Getting dumped is crazy times. Like ... what? You're supposed to instantly turn off all your emotions just because he says it's over? You're supposed to go on with your life like nothing happened?

For one day there will be nothing left, yet we will have something. -me-
I tried to wait for my life to begin. Something has to happen. Like an amazing boy. I know he's out there. I just have to find him.

Maybe but ... if being impulsive means ruining other people's lives, then maybe I should just stay the same.

Happiness is not limited. There's enough for everyone.

You can't violate someone's trust and expect there to be no consequences.

But all I really learned is that money is powerful enough to bend the rules. Rhiannon:0, Dad:1.

Never give up on your dreams. No matter how many people say it's impossible, no matter how difficult your journey is, you can create your ideal life. Your heart's desires can become reality. Make things better now by taking steps every day to get closer to the life you want. And never, ever give up.

Do you want to be with Dave for the rest of your life?" Then he rips off a piece of paper and picks up
the smallest charcoal stick from my set. He writes something. He passes it over to me.
It says:
Time will tell.
"And while you're waiting," he says, "don't settle for anything less than what you really want.

He has to wair for another load of laundry to get done. So I wait with him. I lean back against the couch, sitting really low the way I like. I scrunch over and put my head on his shoulder. We sit like that for a long time. Watching other people's laundry dry. <3

Even in a bad situation, there's always a positive side. Even if you can't see it yet.