49 Quotes & Sayings By Elizabeth Scott

There are a million rules for being a girl. There are a million things you have to do to get through each day. High school has things that can trip you up, ruin you, people say one thing and mean another, and you have to know all the rules, you have to know what you can and can't do. Elizabeth Scott

I didn't want it to be one good memory that led to a lot of bad ones. I wanted it to stay what it was, one amazing moment, something that was strong and sweet enough to stand on its own. Something I could remember without any pain. - Kate Elizabeth Scott

Are you reading?" I say. It's not that I don't think Finn can read or anything, but it's just - well, not what I expected to see. I figured Finn spent his time doing whatever it is guys who aren't Josh do when they aren't in school. Burping, or something." Try not to look so surprised, " Finn says. "I read. I can count to ten. Sometimes I can even spell my own name. Elizabeth Scott

Okay, I guess you can come in."" Um, Hannah, you have to, you know, open the front door so I can actually come in."" I thought you were going to - you're standing under my window. Aren't you supposed to climb up here or something?"" My ladder's at home. Also, you call throwing rocks at your window clichéd? Elizabeth Scott

Do you really think he was flirting with me?"" Let's see. He gave you candy you hate - I saw your face - and a CD of songs..." He looks at the CD. "All of these are, like, twenty years old at least. Figures. Oh, and he groped your face. Sounds like true love to me. Elizabeth Scott

How come you like Josh so much anyway? All he does is sit around drinking overpriced coffee and bitching about how awful things are"" He cares about the world."" If he cared about the world, he'd donate the ten thousand dollars he must spend on coffee every year to charity. That would be doing something. Elizabeth Scott

It was nothing. We played tic-tac-toe for a while. You know we do that sometimes."" Oh, I know, " Teagan says." Okay, how did you make that sound like we were rolling around ripping off each other's clothes? Elizabeth Scott

The thing about hearts is that they always want to keep beating Elizabeth Scott

I want to lie down on the bench then, or better yet, on the grass, rest on something living and see if I can hear the dead underneath. Elizabeth Scott

I am the living dead girl because I am too weak to die. I hate those crying dough women on TV because they are just like me, weak and broken and clinging to the hands that hold us under. Elizabeth Scott

I've missed you so much it's felt like missing you is all I am. Like if someone looked inside me, there wouldn't be a skeleton and muscles and blood and nerves. There'd just be memories of you and all the things I've tried to say and ripped out of this notebook, all the things I want to say but can't because I don't have the words. Elizabeth Scott

And that's what makes you angry. What makes you hate. You don't want to believe that sometimes bad things happen just because they do. Elizabeth Scott

I always thought of grief as a blow that took everything out of you. And it is like that. But it stays, past that first hard hit. It stays and blows its breath into you. It's always there, reminding you of what you've lost. What's gone. Elizabeth Scott

I see what grief does, how it strips you bare, shows you all the things you don't want to know. That loss doesn't end, that there isn't a moment where you are done, when you can neatly put it away and move on. Elizabeth Scott

When someone you love...when they die, you want it undone. You'd do anything to have them back, and it's easy to believe that if only this had happened or that had happened, everything would be fine. And that's what makes you angry. What makes you hate. You don't want to believe that sometimes bad things happen just because they do. Elizabeth Scott

I have been smashed and put back together so many times nothing works right. Nothing is where it should be, heavy thumping in my shoulder where my heart now beats. Elizabeth Scott

I thought living dead girls couldn't feel pain, thought I was emptied out but I'm not, I'm not. Elizabeth Scott

She became a story, one I have mostly forgotten. One I can't end because she died a long time ago. Elizabeth Scott

And in the end blood and tears are alike because they stop too. Elizabeth Scott

Wherever I go, I'll always see you. You'll always be with me. And there's no happy ending coming here, no way a story that started on a night that's burned into my heart will end the way I wish it could. You're really gone, no last words, and no matter how many letters I write to you, you're never going to reply. You're never going to say good-bye. So I will. Good-bye, Julia. Thank you for being my friend. Thank you for being you. Elizabeth Scott

Grace is my favourite church word. A state of being. Something you can pray for. Something God can grant. Something you can obtain. Perfection is out of reach. But grace -- grace you can reach for. Elizabeth Scott

I wants us to be real. I want to be just you and me. - Ryan Elizabeth Scott

I know who I want to be with, and it isn't her.- Ryan Elizabeth Scott

I’m always the one who doesn’t have a date, the one guys walk up to and say, “So, is your friend, you know, with someone?” and I may not be the only girl without someone, but it feels like it sometimes. A lot of the time. Elizabeth Scott

And you… do you know what you are?”“ Stupid?”“ Beautiful, ” he says, his face turning red. Elizabeth Scott

I don’t think I could have picked a worse guy to be my soul mate. Elizabeth Scott

I didn’t want to see it. I didn’t think he’d ever really notice me, and in the end, he didn’t. Elizabeth Scott

And I know what people say about not listening to insults or how you should let stuff roll off you, but it’s not that easy. Elizabeth Scott

I knew from Brianna that being beautiful wasn’t all great. Brianna had changed in middle school. One day we were both seventh graders and the next, she was a supermodel who had a seventh grader for a best friend. Elizabeth Scott

I thought you were going to– you’re standing under my window. Aren’t you supposed to climb up here or something?”“ My ladder’s at home. Elizabeth Scott

You know who you are you just have to believe it. Elizabeth Scott

The heart is a place with worm holes made by feelings you aren't supposed to have but do. Elizabeth Scott

.."Are you okay?" he says, still looking at me, and I feel my smile slip, fade, and the silence that falls over us then is so total I can’t hear anything, not the rush-hiss of my heart pounding in my chest, not the sounds all around us; insects, wind, and the distant clatter of others’ lives in houses built close but not too close because when we look out our windows we all like to pretend that everything we see is ours. But Ryan is not mine. Elizabeth Scott

My name is Danielle. I'm eighteen. I've been stealing things for as long as I can remember. Elizabeth Scott

It´s just...today has really sucked, and when you´re around stuff doesn´t seem so crappy - Will Elizabeth Scott

Because when I first saw you I thought─no, I knew─you were special. Because I still think that every time I look at you. Because I think you're smart and funny and brave. But most of all, " he grins at me─ "because I like questions. Elizabeth Scott

The thing is you can get used to anything you think you cant you want to die but you dont you cant you just are Elizabeth Scott

I love books. I love that moment when you can open one and sink into it. You can escape from the world, into a story that's way more interesting than yours will ever be. Elizabeth Scott

I'm so not interesting in having to try and make something out of foil." What, you didn't like the poncho with wraparound leggings?" It was beyond hideou- wait a minute. You watch that show?" My mom loves it." But your suppose to be sulking in the basement getting ready to light fires." What can I say? I'm a failure as a teenager. I watch TV with my mom. Elizabeth Scott

I want to care, but I don’t. I look at you and all I feel is tired. Elizabeth Scott

All right, you caught me. I'm secretly obsessed with you and spend all my free time writing about you in my journal. 'Dear Diary, today Will was an ass for the 467th day in a row. He's so dreamy Elizabeth Scott