Welcome to Paris, Anna. I'm glad you've come.

The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset you.

For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home.

You ought to stop listening to stereotypes and start forming your own opinions.

Girl scouts didn't teach me what to do with emotionally unstable drunk boys.

I'm saying I'm in love with you! I've been in love with you this whole bleeding year!

I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

Yes, St. Claire. I like you. But I can't say it aloud, because he's my friend. And friends don't let other friends make drunken declarations and expect them to act upon them the next day

French name, English accent, American school. Anna confused.

I mean, really. Who sends their kid to boarding school? It's so Hogwarts. Only mine doesn't have cute boy wizards or magic candy or flying lessons.

Soap?""School of America in Paris" he explains. "SOAP".Nice. My father sent me here to be cleansed.

His touch cable knits my veins, remaking and remolding who I am.

I think the sense of family and family achievement, plus the discipline which I received there from that one-room school were really very helpful in what I did later on.

If you focus on all that you could have been it will never be... but if you focus on who you are and what's ahead you will always become.

In literary history generation follows generation in a rage.

A restless vitality wells up as we approach 30.

I'd rather not have a moment when I'm known for my looks; being funny and interesting lasts longer.

The problem is all inside your head, she said to me The answer is easy if you take it logically I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free There must be fifty ways to leave your lover.

You just have to follow your own heart. I listen to so many different kinds of music and at the end of the day you want to make a record that you're super proud of.

I spent a lot of time waiting for things to happen to me, which is more or less as pathetic as it sounds.