Author of quotes: Maureen Johnson

“I just looked at two hundred digitally framed pictures,” he said. - Two hundred. Mrs. Henderson really wanted me to estimate that she could hold two hundred pictures. Did I mention that there were two hundred of them?

Debbie only responded after she cut off a large piece of cake for me. King-size. The size of the seventh book about Harry Potter.

Without arousing suspicion, you can't sit in the bathroom for a long time. After half an hour, people are already beginning to be puzzled and staring at the door.

In my opinion, my parents believed that only decent people could be collectors of Floby's houses. Sociopaths would not lovingly display tiny gingerbread men in shop windows. Although this was what many thought was a sign of imbalance. Probably, who for one is a nutcase, that for another is an example of sanity.

You've probably never fallen under the ice on a frozen creek. Here's how it goes.
1. You are cold. It's so cold that the Department of Temperature Assessment and Regulation, upon learning of this, declares: "No, it's you without us, we pass," hangs up a sign "Lunch" and puts all the responsibility on..
2. The department of pain and reaction to it, which, having received abracadabra from the temperature department, in which nothing understands ("Is it our business?"), begins to press all the buttons in a row, causing you strange sensations and connecting to work..
3. Department of confusion and panic, where there is always someone who is ready on the first call to come to the phone. In this department, they are just waiting to get to work. Everyone knows that the Department of Confusion and Panic loves to press buttons.

My hands were frozen to such an extent that now they even seemed warm.

There is no such bad situation that fourteen horny cheerleaders cannot spoil even more.

I knew it was beautiful, but seeing beauty is one thing. Another thing is when you don't care about beauty.

It was terribly dark, but it seemed to me that if the lights came on, it would not fix anything. Unless I can see firsthand what a bad situation I found myself in.

I felt so lonely on this train... it was a strange, unnatural loneliness, half-fearful, half-sad, and it was biting into me. It was something like fatigue, but such fatigue does not take sleep.

- You still want to meet me? - I asked. - Tell me the truth, Noah.
On the other end there was a long pause. Too long to wait for an answer, "Yes. You are the love of my life."

I waited for the train zapujcit and rush from the scene like a rocket, probably because in the childhood a lot of time killed on cartoons and trains in cartoons always do. But the train moved calmly, as if he got bored with standing still.

But I saw you.... And it drove me crazy from the first minute.

I know that in fact nobody's perfect, what's under every mask of perfection hides a writhing tangle of secret sorrows and subterfuge...