Julie-Anne Quotes

The sad truth is, they should never trust me.

I shouldn't have been there. I should never have been born.

I never defended myself. Not once. I never said, "Excuse me? What gives you the right to insult and demean me?" I let them steal my dignity.

But you'd sell your soul for it, wouldn't you? For one day of feeling beautiful.

I don't have alot of people to talk to. Not alot of people are worth my time.

This is my fault. Mine. Making her think I'd be here for her.

I'm scared. What will tomorrow bring? It has to be better than today. It has to.

How will you be remembered? As a loner and a loser.

Mom's eyes blazed. "Are you sleeping with her?" Oh, god. Did we have to do this here? Now? "Well, actually," I smirked, "we don't get a lot of sleep.

It was all about hate. There should be laws. We're there laws? Can you legislate against hatred?

That earns him a smack with my book bag. "Ow." He clutches his arm. "What do you have in there? Books?" A grin snakes across his face. "I like my women feisty." He adds, "I like my broken.

You still have," I looked at my watch, "twelve seconds to change your mind. Find someone else and save your reputation." One side of his lip cricked up. "I found you. I'll take my chances.

Our eyes met across the crowded room, like in the movies, except we didn't share a knowing smile and race into each other's arms. Instead I fell into the trash can.

What I know is you can't go back. You can't press delete and re-key your life.

She responds by kissing me harder and longer and deeper. She loves me too. She's just afraid.

Why am i here? What's my purpose?

You can't trust machines. You can't trust people.

I had to fight so hard not to cry.

Like anyone cared where I was, or who I was.

I don't have to answer. Until you know the question.

I know it's hard on her. If I don't tell her she'll kill me." He pauses. "That was supposed to be funny.

I'd decided to write him and tell him to leave me alone. Please, in a nice way, go away, I really can't deal with you.

Why couldn't I have a fatal disease? It'd be so much easier.

I hear you. I just don't believe a word you say.

At times like this, I'm thankful I don't feel love.

You would never understand, Kim. You think I'm normal; you wish I was.

You won't know until it's over. You won't find me in time.

There's no reason to speak. I have nothing to say.

Do what, Kim? Lead a normal life? Too late. Way too late.

She's still doing it, pushing me into situations I can't handle, making me cope. She knows I can't cope.

As they were carting him off on a gurney, all I could think was, I wish that was me.

I wish I was invisible to him, to everyone.

But its not funny. Not to people who've been told they're losers their whole lives and believe they will never be anything else.

I hated him. I hated them all. They made me hate myself even more than I already did.

Yeah, I hear the truth. But this is my truth.

I didn't tell him. And I never told her the whole truth. What would it matter? There was nothing she could do; nothing anyone can do or will do.

Who becomes you? No one. No one should become me. When I die, I don't want my body or soul inhabited. I wouldn't wish me on anyone.

I throw him two bones: a smile and a nod. Both lies.

My parents will be sad for a while, and they may even blame themselves, the way they do now. Eventually they'll come to peace with my decision. I hope they'll realize I'm finally at peace.

Never question the sanity of a woman who can render you defenseless with a look.

No one else knows I'm alive, which means they won't notice when I'm gone.

He was still thoughtful. 'Do you think any of us ever really knows anyone?' 'Philosophy, Lord Dryden? And yet it's daylight and everyone is still sober.

He would ask nothing else from life if he would be allowed to protect and cherish her for the rest of his.

I love you so much i can hardly tell my own heart from yours anymore, and I've never said it to another woman in my life as it's never until now been true.

Wiping the rivulet of sweat running down my ear with the bottom of my muscle shirt, I snuck a sniff under my pit. Whoa. Kill a moose

When you discover the joy of reading, your mind opens to a world of wondrous discoveries and infinite possibilities.

Surely Tillie knew glitter on wrinkled cleavage was a sin.

You can't sail towards your future if you're still anchored in the past.

Because I have forgiven my past, and God has forgiven my past, no person on earth can make me denounce my past. It's what made me who I am today.

True friends are to people what lighthouses are to ships. No matter how stormy it gets, they stay put and light our way.