"I’m not thrilled. And I totally reserve the right to angst over all this later. But honestly, Mom? Right now, I’m so happy to see you that I wouldn’t care if you’re secretly a ninja sent from the futu..."
- Rachel Hawkins
"It’ll make you feel better.” "By making me dead?” I asked. “I mean, I’m sure that would make my headache go away, but that’s a heck of a side effect."
"Mom smiled and brushed my hair away from my face. “You can call yourself whatever youwant.”“Okay. Sophie Awesome Sparkle-Princess it is."
"Let's just say you may regret that second piece of cake.' Oh my God. Regret cake? Whatever was about to happen must be truly evil."
"His voice was low, and I think he would've been hot if he weren't radiating that air of "I Am Super Evil--No, Really--And Not In The Sexy Way."
"How stupid, I thought dreamily, to have ever thought I could give this up. Not just the kissing, although, as Archer’s hands cupped my face, I had toadmit that part was pretty awesome. But all of it: ..."
"Why had my life suddenly become a Nancy Drew mystery from hell?"
"But before he could either comfort me or commit further acts of violence upon my person, I spun away from him and made my drama queen moment complete by running away."
"Okay, fine. But just so you know, following me into hell means you're all definitely the sidekicks."
"Leave Dad alone" I told Aislinn. "His Britishness is sort-circuiting."