“Everybody at Sweet Valley High, even Elizabeth, seemed to forget that there was ever a fat and ugly Robin. But Robin would never forget.”

“To speak robin to a robin is like speaking French to a Frenchman”

“Going to fetch Uncle Analdas. Have you been by the Hill?" Just left there," Robin answered. "Everybody's excited. Seems there's new Folks coming."Yes, I know," cried Little Georgie eagerly. "I've just made a song about it. Wouldn't you like to hear it? It goes like -"No, thanks," called Robin.”

“Men like Robin were never content, and men like Robin were all she would ever love, grasping, ambitious reflections of herself... He would begin to plot and scheme behind her back, building up a court faction... To emerge from that final conflict as the victor, it would be necessary to kill him. And she knew she was capable of doing it-- it was as simple as that.”

“A cult!' Elizabeth gasped. 'Here? In Sweet Valley? But that’s impossible!”

“The stubborn fool is walking now, and even challenged Robin to a sparring match this afternoon. I stopped them, of course, though Robin was only too happy to fight him, the idiot.”