Why is it that every time a girl says a guy is bothering her, it's fluffed off with oh, he just likes you, as if that makes it okay?

The talks were like blood transfusions, moments of realness and hope that were pinpricks of light in the dark fabric of small-town life.

I want to be the best version of myself for anyone who is going to someday walk into my life and need someone to love them beyond reason.

I can't make sense out of that girl," he said to the bard, "Can you?" "Never mind," Fflewddur said, "We aren't really expected to.

We don't know how to be women because we were taught it was not OK to be girls. Our most natural impulses were thwarted and distorted.

I overheard Nona talking about my little buds and how she remembered back when she was developing into a woman, and that was enough for me.

…girls were like poems: weird, incomprehensible and boring, but those “in the know” assured me that they were beautiful.

When a boy's first romantic interlude is with Pheobe the Dog-Faced Girl, he feels a need to get out into the world and find a new life.

I always reminded myself that this wasn't exactly where I was meant to be, but pit stops are okay on the road of life, aren't they?

But I love you and I want you and I need you. Can’t you see that? This world has nothing to offer me if it doesn’t include you.

That last time you kissed me my heart slid past your teeth down into the center of your chest… trapping us both in a stainless cage.

What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you?And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're ok?

Girls spilled drinks down their dresses and flicked their hair. Wishing anyone, maybe even you, would notice them... You were someone to me.

The other day, a friend of a friend said that everyone started out as girls, but boys evolved… But don’t worry girls, I hit him.

She seemed glad to see me when I appeared in the kitchen, and by watching her I began to think there was some skill involved in being a girl.