Hey there, I'm Elizabeth. I write young adult novels. I live just outside Washington DC with my husband and dog, and am unable to pass a bookstore without stopping and going inside.
All right, and I can't leave without buying at least one book.
Usually two. (Or more!)
My website and blog are at elizabethwrites.com, and I'm also on twitter, tumblr, and facebook
“Friends. Strange indeed. There's just so much at risk, including my heart and mental stability - which are both still extremely fragile. I'm getting better but my heart still aches for you. I'm also having a hard time dealing with the fear. I don't want to be sad anymore. I don't want to cry, worry, or be scared anymore. I just wish I could feel free and happy again. If I can't talk to you at all, it's unbearable. If I talk to you too much, it's unbearable. It doesn't leave much. I want us both to be happy. I just want everything to be okay for you and me. I don't want anyone else to hurt. I feel like I've hurt enough for everyone. I've cried enough tears to fill everyone's bucket.”
“I wish it had never happened because then I wouldn't think about it as I'm falling asleep.”
“I want to care, but I don't. I look at you and all I feel is tired. I walk through school and all I want to do is leave. I wake up in the morning and don't know why I'm here. I feel like I'm not real.”
“I want to care, but I don't.”
“I didn't feel anything watching him go. I didn't even wish I did.”
“I felt nothing all the time, and it had started to feel normal. It should have scared me, but it didn't.”
“working to my potential.' It's like every teacher I have has some sort of manual to use when talking to me. She finished with, 'You have so much going for you,' which was the dumbest thing anyone, even Laurie, has ever said to me.”
“Tal vez tú y yo tenemos que aprender a vivir con lo que vimos. Con lo que sabemos.”
“I didn’t want to see it. I didn’t think he’d ever really notice me, and in the end, he didn’t.”
“I thought you were going to— you’re standing under my window. Aren’t you supposed to climb up here or something?”“My ladder’s at home.”
“I don’t think I could have picked a worse guy to be my soul mate.”
“And you… do you know what you are?”“Stupid?”“Beautiful,” he says, his face turning red.”
“And I know what people say about not listening to insults or how you should let stuff roll off you, but it’s not that easy.”
“I’m always the one who doesn’t have a date, the one guys walk up to and say, “So, is your friend, you know, with someone?” and I may not be the only girl without someone, but it feels like it sometimes. A lot of the time.”
“I knew from Brianna that being beautiful wasn’t all great. Brianna had changed in middle school. One day we were both seventh graders and the next, she was a supermodel who had a seventh grader for a best friend.”
“The sun will rise tommorrow. It always does, and all the wishing in the world for the way things were, or for what they could have been, won't change that. It won't change how things are.”
“The heart is a place with worm holes made by feelings you aren't supposed to have but do.”
“...She is so relieved to know that he's better and is finally getting the sleep he needs and she misses him.”
“After a couple of days of complete hell , rest is at the top of the agenda. As he fades away to an overdue peacefulness, he misses her .”
“If she could breathe then it could be heard, but she was breathless.”
“As it turned out, she was alone after all. She prayed that he'd come back to her, because she missed him and needed her connection, her fix.”
“You know who you are you just have to believe it.”
“Darling, the world doesn't owe you anything.”
“So, you're telling me that no matter what, you can't be happy? Well, darling, it's no wonder you're miserable. It's what you want...So then try (to be happy).”
“I Love Books.I love that moment when you open one and sink into it you can escape from the world, into a story that's way more interesting than yours will ever be.”
“Maybe you and I have to learn how to livewith what we saw. With what we know.”
“You're right . . . you can't go back. No matter how much you want to, you never can”
“I think love is huge, overwhelming. I think it's terrible and beautiful.”
“He looks trapped, helpless and furious, and that’s a feeling I know too well. Know how much it hurts. Know how it holds you down, how every day there are a thousand little ways to see there is nothing you can do to change who or what you are.”
“I think you’re the saddest person I’ve ever met. It’s like you’re drowning in it.”
“She did the "we have mysterious hand gestures that make us giggle" thing.”
“All growing up means is that you realize no one will come along and fix things.”
“He kept talking and I thought about taking my copy of Huckleberry Finn and stuffing it in his mouth so he'd shut up.”
“Then I heard someone laugh. I wished I didn't know whose laugh it was, but I knew Will's laugh just like I knew he had a small scar right above his left elbow. You couldn't be reluctantly lust-ridden for someone without noticing stuff about them.”
“Please. If you were mostly dead in the middle of the road I'd obviously stop. And then I'd watch you die."Kate to Will”
“All the things I've thought about love are true. It's beautiful and terrible and it doesn't make things perfect. It ends things, and it brings beginnings.This is mine.”
“Imagine a guy. He’s a little taller than you, with perfect skin, skin that just screams “touch me!” and dark hair and gorgeous blue eyes and he looks so sweet and he is sweet. And then have him blush a little.”
“- Queres ser feliz?- Sim. Não. Não sei. Que tipo de pergunta é essa?- Apenas uma simples - disse ela - queres ser feliz?- Eu não... acho que não sei como.- Só tu podes aprender. - disse ela.”
“I'd dressed up and hoped and I was so tired of doing that, so tired of dreaming and being unable to stop it despite the fact that I'd seen, maybe better than anyone here, what dreams could do to you.”
“I think... I think sometimes that's how it is. Sometimes people have to go before you get stuff. Before you can really get it.”
“Things... well, things suck sometimes. And sometimes you can fix it. And sometimes you can't. It's just the way it is.”
“Okay, I guess you can come in.""Um, Hannah, you have to, you know, open the front door so I can actually come in.""I thought you were going to - you're standing under my window. Aren't you supposed to climb up here or something?""My ladder's at home. Also, you call throwing rocks at your window clichéd?”
“Do you really think he was flirting with me?""Let's see. He gave you candy you hate - I saw your face - and a CD of songs..." He looks at the CD. "All of these are, like, twenty years old at least. Figures. Oh, and he groped your face. Sounds like true love to me.”
“How come you like Josh so much anyway? All he does is sit around drinking overpriced coffee and bitching about how awful things are""He cares about the world.""If he cared about the world, he'd donate the ten thousand dollars he must spend on coffee every year to charity. That would be doing something.”
“It was nothing. We played tic-tac-toe for a while. You know we do that sometimes.""Oh, I know," Teagan says."Okay, how did you make that sound like we were rolling around ripping off each other's clothes?”
“Are you reading?" I say. It's not that I don't think Finn can read or anything, but it's just - well, not what I expected to see. I figured Finn spent his time doing whatever it is guys who aren't Josh do when they aren't in school. Burping, or something."Try not to look so surprised," Finn says. "I read. I can count to ten. Sometimes I can even spell my own name.”
“The thing about hearts is that they always want to keep beating”
“My name is Danielle. I'm eighteen. I've been stealing things for as long as I can remember.”
“It's bullshit. It's so easy to label people, to look at a list of symptoms and say, "This is who you are. This is what you are.”
“I told you we were meant to be,'he says, still smiling, still so Finn, who was always here but I who I just didn't see, and now- Well, now I kiss him. And just for the record, it's totally worth the tardy slip I end up getting.”