Yes,” Howie said solemnly. “I can teach you how to be more ‘street’”. “For God’s sake…” “Or is it ‘urban’? I can’t remember. Anyway, I can teach you, grasshopper. Or hip-hopper.
BARRY LYGA[She] was made up of skin and bones and hate and crazy, and hate and crazy don’t weigh anything.
More Barry Lyga Quotes
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He moved to run a hand through her cornrows, then pulled back remembering the one time he’s tried that-Connie had lectured him on the Eleventh Commandment: Thou shalt not touch thy black girlfriend’s hair. Ever.
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You won’t even know you’ve crossed the line until it’s way back in your rearview mirror.
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Homecoming’s stupid.” And it is. Buch of kids looking for excuses to grope eachother all night.
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Jazz hadn’t given her many details of exactly what life in the Dent house had been like, but he’d told her enough that she knew it wasn’t hearts and flowers. Well, except for the occasional heart cut from a chest. And the kind of flowers you send to funerals.
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Josh Mendel has a secret. Unfortunately, everyone knows what it is.
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We can know what love is. It´s adults who have forgotten, so they cling to their poor substitute and yell at kids who dare to live with real love. Pure Love. Love without compromise or distraction.
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I’m a complicated man, with complicated taste buds.
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You don’t swing at any pitch. You swing at the ones you can hit.
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…She’s not buying [the lie], but there’s nothing else on the shelves.
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Anger was a waste of time and energy. Anger was useless.”Anger” was the label given to the emotion that accomplished nothing.
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You don’t break up with someone just because of an argument, Josh. At least, I don’t.
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Yes, pain meant life. But the symmetric property did not apply; Life did not mean pain.
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. . . but there’s a restraining order in place.’ She speaks slowly, choosing her words carefully. ‘I’m not supposed to be this close to you.’ You were never supposed to be this close to me,’ I say, and I have no idea why.
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What if a puppet could cut its own strings, and in that act of defiance and strength of will become truly alive? Become is own puppetmaster?
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Are you stalking me, Mr. Fulton?” The idea both amused and horrified Jazz.
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