Cecily von Ziegesar

“That “relationship” was a perfect example of Callie convincing herself of something that didn’t really exist. She’d believed in unicorns until she was eleven, despite all evidence to the contrary, simply because she’d wanted to.”

“Fuck you,” Tinsley shot back, but it was one of those friendly fuck-yous that you can only say to people you love.”

“I just like meeting people.”“I don't.” Tinsley wrinkled her nose. “It upsets my balance. I hate having to constantly reconfigure everyone, who fits where and all that.”

“It's fine.” Brett shrugged, suppressing the urge to say something like, “The drugs are okay, but the sex is lousy.” But she didn't want her suddenly nun-like sister to have a heart attack before Brett got a chance to pump her for information.”

“I'm your tutor, sleazebag, not your Pussycat Doll.”

“Tinsley felt like a puppeteer playing with her marionettes, holding all the strings.”

“The jukebox changed to Elvis’s “Don’t Be Cruel,” and Tinsley smiled her patented Carmichael smile, the one that seemed to say, I’m holding all the cards, but be honored that I’ve let you play.”

“Was her whole life going to be like this now, avoiding certain songs or music that reminded her of her mistakes? Billie Holiday made her think of Eric Dalton; Iron & Wine was Jeremiah; and if things didn’t work out with Kara, she’d never be able to listen to Bob Dylan again. By the time she reached her twenties, she’d be a huge, lumbering mass of musical baggage.”

“RyanReynolds: You and Kara, huh? So that’s why we’ve never hooked up!BrettMesserschmidt: No. That would be because I hate you. :)RyanReynolds: Oh.”

“She didn’t want to be one of those girls who said the exact opposite of what she meant, but still—it would have been nice to see Easy try.”

“But I like labels,” she admitted. “They make everything so much clearer.” Her sister Bree always told her she liked things to be wrapped up too neatly, and that part of the point of life was its messiness, its refusal to be wrapped up. Brett always took the advice with a grain of salt—it was probably Bree’s excuse for a messy room, or for breaking up with boys she’d dated without actually telling them.”

“She nodded, even though everyone knows that the first time, for anything, is rarely the last.”

“Tinsley hated the thought of people greeting her with “Where's Julian?” It was like once you were a couple, you ceased to exist as an individual. It made her a little sick to her stomach.”

“Instead, she poured herself another drink. Tinsley was horrible, yes, but at least she was open about it. Callie couldn’t help feeling like Brett and Jenny were just as bad … just more secretive. But maybe it was just the wine talking. Maybe.”

“She was doing that thing some people do when they act nice and chipper and interested, while just below the surface they’re thinking really mean thoughts, and you can never call them on it because they’d just accuse you of being paranoid.”

“...don't act like I didn't for you.I did. Hard. And for a long time.So please, forgive me if now that we're over, I'm exhausted.”

“And who am I? That's one secret I'll never tell...You know you love me.XOXO,Gossip Girl”

“I'll tell you what I think. I think you need to stay indoors reading more books!”

“But she'd wanted him there and there he was. A lamb ready for slaughter.”

“Sometimes a b.f.f makes you go W.T.F but without them we'd all be a little less richer in our lives .”

“the only way to tolerate the thought of her mother sleeping with that man was to get drunk-very drunk.”

“Just because we can't be together doesn't mean I don't love you”

“No matter the truth, people see what they want to see..”

“I'm Chuck Bass.”

“Open the fridge and putMy heart on a plate.I'm just as you leftme, and I taste even betterleftover.”

“You said she's a senior? Babe we're ALL crazy.”

“Taste of metal on my tongue. Poison the color of envy-I'm delirious, you're delicious, I'm deluded and delusional.I'm lost without you. I need you.”

“You can't make people love you but you can make them fear you”

“when you assume you make an ass out of u and me !”

“It really kind of sucked to be close to someone for so long and then suddenly not be anything anymore.”

“Give a girl a boyfriend and she becomes a total expert on relationships”

“Nate stared, slack-jawed as the cab merged with the traffic and became impossible to spot. That was it.They chose each other.Just then, the dark sky lit up with fireworks. A cab sailing the street honked in celebration . In the night air , Nate thought he could hear Serena and Blairs' laughter, though he knew that was impossible; they were too far away by now.But as we know, in this city anything is possible”

“oh my god, she couldn't help thinking. I have hairy legs and I'm going to die alone.”

“I know hate is a strong word and everything, but its okay: we're teenagers.”

“...forgiving is not the same as forgetting.”

“Who has time to make up stories when the truth is so much more interesting?”

“Destiny is for losers. It's just a lame excuse for letting things happen to you instead of making them happen.”

“You want to fly in jets, and I just want to fly"-Baby Carlyle”

“Most people were raised to believe they are just as good as the next person. I was always told I was better.”

“You Know You Love Me! XOXO Gossip Girl”

“the garbage cans and mailboxes on the sidewalk would stay the same, but the people would be just a beautiful blur of motion.”

“I don't eat chicken abortions!”

“I feel something vibrating and I really hope it's your phone." Serana told Dan, who blushed.”

“I usually wouldn't be this close to you without a tetnus shot.”

“So Mr.Bass why do you think you should become an Usher?" asked the interviewer.Chuck smiled.Because I'm Chuck Bass.”

“There's a boy who they call Pony! He's always acting gross and horny! He thinks he's got a lot down there, but he sure wears tiny underwear!”

“Not that she didn't love almost every boy she'd ever met, and not that every boy in the world didn't totally love her. It was impossible not to. But she wanted someone to love her and shower her with attention the way only a boy who was completely in love with her could. The rare sort of love. True love. The kind of love she'd never had.”

“You know when you see a gorgeous boy on the street and you say to your friend, "Look at him!" and then your friend makes a face like, ugly? We all have such totally varied tastes that someone is going to look at you and think, yum-yum dee-lish, no matter what you think you look like. You just have to learn to see what they see. ”

“She closed Dan's door and walked down the hall to her room. He makes a good boyfriend, she repeated to herself. What the hell was that suppose to mean? She didn't just want a good boyfriend. She wanted that thing Gustav Klimt had captured so perfectly in The Kiss. That radiant, electric, hold-me-tight-so-I don't-fall-from-up-here-in-the-sky feeling of being in love.Well, don't we all, sweetie?”

“Oh, don't be a spoilsport. Gossip is sexy. Gossip is good. Not everybody does it, but everybody should!”