Quotes from Being Nikki

“great. now i was starting to get jealous of myself.”
― Meg Cabot, quote from Being Nikki

“Nice to know I have that effect on boys. I mean, Christopher doesn't even know I exist, and Brandon Stark practically throws up when he sees me. Having my brain transplated into a supermodel's body was doing wonders for my love life.”
― Meg Cabot, quote from Being Nikki

“Someone, I was beginning to suspect, had a bit of a gangster complex.
It wasn't really very hard to figure out who. I mean, I was guessing it wasn't Christopher's aunt Jackie.”
― Meg Cabot, quote from Being Nikki

“Mr. Greer timed all our speeches with an oven timer. Things were nothing at Tribeca Alternative, considered one of Manhattan's finest prep schools, if not high tech.”
― Meg Cabot, quote from Being Nikki

“When he smiled, something strange happened to my insides. It was like they turned to liquid.”
― Meg Cabot, quote from Being Nikki

“Forget about showering with my fellow students in Tribeca Alternative’s prison-style showers—one nozzle for four to six girls at a time—in the locker room.
It was impossible to work up a sweat during what passed for physical education class at TAHS, so there was no need to shower, anyway.
Well, impossible for me, considering that, in the past, whenever a volleyball or whatever came near me,
I’d always make sure to step calmly away to avoid it.
See? No sweat. No need for a shower. Problem solved.”
― Meg Cabot, quote from Being Nikki

“No one has ever died of embarrassment-never, not once in the whole history of time.”
― Meg Cabot, quote from Being Nikki

“Family wasn't just the people who had the same blood as you coursing through their veins. Family was people who needed you. Family was people who had nothing when you had everything. You had to do what was right by them. You had to, even if doing so broke your heart.”
― Meg Cabot, quote from Being Nikki

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“There is always, for some reason, an element of sadness mingled with my thoughts of human happiness, and, on this occasion, at the sight of a happy man I was overcome by an oppressive feeling that was close upon despair. It was particularly oppressive at night. A bed was made up for me in the room next to my brother’s bedroom, and I could hear that he was awake, and that he kept getting up and going to the plate of gooseberries and taking one. I reflected how many satisfied, happy people there really are! ‘What a suffocating force it is! You look at life: the insolence and idleness of the strong, the ignorance and brutishness of the weak, incredible poverty all about us, overcrowding, degeneration, drunkenness, hypocrisy, lying... Yet all is calm and stillness in the houses and in the streets; of the fifty thousand living in a town, there is not one who would cry out, who would give vent to his indignation aloud. We see the people going to market for provisions, eating by day, sleeping by night, talking their silly nonsense, getting married, growing old, serenely escorting their dead to the cemetery; but we do not see and we do not hear those who suffer, and what is terrible in life goes on somewhere behind the scenes... Everything is quiet and peaceful, and nothing protests but mute statistics: so many people gone out of their minds, so many gallons of vodka drunk, so many children dead from malnutrition... And this order of things is evidently necessary; evidently the happy man only feels at ease because the unhappy bear their burdens in silence, and without that silence happiness would be impossible. It’s a case of general hypnotism. There ought to be behind the door of every happy, contented man some one standing with a hammer continually reminding him with a tap that there are unhappy people; that however happy he may be, life will show him her laws sooner or later, trouble will come for him—disease, poverty, losses, and no one will see or hear, just as now he neither sees nor hears others. But there is no man with a hammer; the happy man lives at his ease, and trivial daily cares faintly agitate him like the wind in the aspen-tree—and all goes well.”
― Anton Chekhov, quote from Stories

“Seventy-four suspended lashes for having tea with your friend!” she said, with as much hatred as I’d ever heard in her voice. “What do they expect young people to do? Pray and say ‘Death to America’ all day?” She looked at my father. “Mazi should really leave this country next year.”
― Maziar Bahari, quote from Then They Came for Me: A Family's Story of Love, Captivity, and Survival

“Jackson leaned down and pecked me on the lips. “’Bye, Em.”

I grabbed his face and leaned in close to his ear. “Love you.”

I’ll always have trouble remembering the first time we said, I love you, because by the time we said it freely, we had been feeling it for years. It was as natural as saying, See you later.

“Love you,” he said, before turning and leaving a captivated Sophia and a longing Emerson behind on the library steps.

“Oh my god, he’s such a dreamboat.”

I laughed. “People don’t use that expression anymore, Sophie. That was, like, way before your time.”

“I know, but I like it and it suits him.”

“Yeah, you’re right, it does. Come on, let’s get some books.”
― Renee Carlino, quote from Swear on This Life

“All kings is mostly rapscallions, as fur as I can make out.”
― Mark Twain, quote from Adventures of Huckleberry Finn

“Are you afraid of me, Kalea?” Arms akimbo, she widened her stance to eye him like a tough little mouse. “Am I supposed to be?” “No. Are you?” She twisted up her mouth and studied him carefully. “You look very strange. Are your eyes supposed to glow red like that?” “They are.” “And your teeth? Are they supposed to be so long and sharp?” “I’m Andarion. We all have those teeth.” “Dancer…” Fain said in warning. “We’ve got company. We need to go. Fast.” He held his hand up to his brother before he turned back to the girl. “I’m your father, Kalea, and I’ve come to take you home.” All the defiant fire went out of her as her jaw dropped. Her lips quivered. “I really have a daddy?” He nodded. Tears filled her eyes, making them glisten. “You definitely have a father. And both your mother and I love you very much.” “I have a mommy, too?” she breathed in disbelief. “Yes.” Tears rolled down her cheeks. “I hate this place, Daddy. Please take me home.” She threw herself into his arms. Closing his eyes, Hauk held her close to his chest. While he loved and adored every child his friends had, it was nothing compared to what went through him as those little arms encircled his neck and she placed her head on his shoulder. Not even what he felt for Darice compared to this. She’s my little girl. All he wanted was to hold on to her forever. But”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, quote from Born of Fury

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