“My heart was a little bit broken, but I still had to go to school. I buttoned my dress shirt over it and my winter coat, too. I hoped it didn't show too much.”
“If I break my arm and If you break your arm too Then it is fun to have a broken arm...We show everybody and they wish they had a broken arm too.”
“Maybe my ploy had worked. I wore a respectable shirt that buttoned down the front, only - whoops! – I must have forgotten to fasten the button over my cleavage. No respectable girl would wear her shirt open that low. (Cough.)”
“I wonder when you look into my eyes and watch my heart shatter, does it break your heart too, even crack it a little bit?”
“I had done either too much coke or too little, a constant problem in my life.”
“I hope that schools have changed since I was a little girl. My memory of the teaching of the public schools is that it showed the brutal incomprehension of children.”