Explore Quotes by Megan Mccafferty

You, yes, you, linger inside my heart The same you who stopped us before we could start.

I thought Marcus was going to be in my life forever. Then I thought I was wrong. Now he’s back. But this time I know what’s certain: Marcus will be gone again, and back again and again and again because nothing is permanent. Especially people. Strangers become friends. Friends become lovers. Lovers become strangers. Strangers become friends once more, and over and over. Tomorrow, next week, fifty years from now, I know I’ll get another one-word postcard from Marcus, because this one doesn’t have a period signifying the end of the sentence. Or the end of anything at all.

Then again maybe there's something that I've been doing in the privacy of my own bedroom my whole life that I think is perfectly normal but is actually illegal in thirty-two states.

I'VE LEARNED THAT YOU CAN'T CONTROL WHAT OTHER PEOPLE ARE GOING TO THINK ABOUT YOU._x000D_THE BEST YOU CAN DO IN LIFE IS NOT PISS YOURSELF_x000D_OFF.

Girls will get together just to get together. Guys need an activity as an excuse. Otherwise it’s too homo for them to handle.

I never understood the point of being sad when I could choose to be happy

A relationship ends because you've outgrown it. It can begin again because you, as two, can fill the new shape.

Ever notice how people wait until they're not going to see you anymore to say something nice to you?

You can only really really hurt the ones that you really really love.

He always loved her because of, not in sprite of, her flaws.

As much as I don't care about those things, I think it's human nature to not want to feel totally insignificant.

Most of my friends from Columbia are going on to get advanced degrees. And why not? A Ph.D. is the new M.A., a master's is the new bachelor's, a B.A. is the new high school diploma, and a high school diploma is the new smiley-face sticker on your first-grade spelling test.

We're all people", he said simply. "It doesn't matter if you're two, thirty-two, or ninety-two. Everyone wants to be treated with respect. Everyone wants to feel like they matter in this world.

I love when I reach Marcus on the phone and as he says hello, I can hear the music he's listening to in the background. That music is the sound of him without me. How he surrounds himself when I'm not there, which is almost all the time.

I don't know if she's making the right choice, but it's not my choice to make. I promise to support her, whatever she decides. Because that's what sisters do.

Fortunately for me, I'm still evolving into the person I'm supposed to be. And though they don't know it yet, and may not come to accept it, I'm done living by their protocols or anyone else's. I'm the only one who will take credit for my successes. And I'm the only one who will take the blame for my mistakes. From now on, I live for me.

Zen cuts straight through the Quidditch match in progress and almost gets taken down by a Beater hurling a Nerf quaffle right at his machopartes.

Bad things can happen to anyone at any time, whether you follow the rules or not.

Where's my syllabus to guide me through life?

Love may have the longest arms, but it can still fall short of an embrace.

Even with the best intentions, growing apart might just be an inevitable part of growing up.