Lisa McMann Quotes

It's just the end of some things. And the beginning of others.

Once you read something, you can't erase it from your brain.

Dreams happen in the strangest places. Watch for them.

I know i'll screw up. But i'll keep trying, as long as you let me.

Maybe you don't have to remember something for it to be true. For it to exist.

She sits in the driveway, freezing, for thirty-six minutes. Arguing with herself. Because she thinks she's in love with him too. And there are two ways she can be a fool in love right now. She chooses the harder one. And knocks on the door.

Janie blinks and leans against the wall, just in case. But it's no one's dream. It's just the end of some things. And the beginning of others.

Janies lips part in surprise. She takes it. Feels really strange about opening it in front of him. She wets her lips and examines the box and the ribbon that surounds it. "Thank you." She says softly. "Um..." He clears his throat, "The gift, see is actually inside the box. The box is like an extra bonus gift.It's how we do things here on planet Earth.

Janie. Does not like. To be called. Buffy.

And then they kiss. Slowly, gently. Because with the right person, sometimes kissing feels like healing.

That was the goth stage, where I decided I'd never get the girl of my dreams because of my scars. Not to mention my hairstyle. (pause) But then she slammed a door handle into my gut. And when a girl does that to a boy, it means she likes him.

Time to stop crying, time to get her act together and do something. Time to move beyond the pity party.

Oh baby," he whispers. Steps back. Out of the doorway. His face ashen. He walks slowly back to the kitchen. Leans over the counter. Puts his head in his hands. His hair falls over his fingers. The bathroom door clicks shut. She stays there for a long time. He's pulling his hair out.

They linger near the back door, forehead to forehead and curved like statues as their lips whisper and brush together.

There's something about a guy who admits he's a jerk that makes him forgiveable.

Do you still love me, Janie?' Janie stares at him, incredulous. 'Yes, of course! I don't say it lightly.' 'Say it lightly in my ear,' he demands. She smiles, rests her soft cheek on his scratchy one, and whispers it. 'I love you, Cabe.

Carrie doesn't seem to talk about anything with sharp edges. Maybe she's afraid they might poke her and then she'd burst.

No rash decisions. No big commitments. Each day as it comes.

Janie: So you're a double agent? Cabel: Sure.That sounds sexy.

Cabel gives her a quizzical look. "I am totally not getting enough attention here.

But then you slammed a door handle into my gut. And when a girl does that to a guy; it means she likes him.

Janie calls Cabel. "Hi, uh, Mom," she says. Cabel snorts. "Hello, dear. Did you make it through the blizzard?" "Yeah. Barely." Janie grins into the phone.

The Thickety is a sinister, magical debut with a marvelous and shocking heroine. J.A. White’s elegant writing and masterful plot kept me turning pages late into the night.

Hippie said he couldn't stay. Be back tomorrow -Love,Mom

The thought of being with Shay Wilder makes me want to gouge my eyes out with a butter knife