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

“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.”

“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.”

“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. ”

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

“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.”