“You can read until you’re blue in the face, but I’d recommend writing until you’re red in the face. And ass.”
“You’re ridiculous—”Heat crept up my face. “Well, you’re a pompous ass.”
“Pretend to be something you’re not until you are—fake it until you’re successful, until everybody sees you the way you want them.”
“America took his face in her hands and smiled. “You’re an arrogant ass, but I still love you.”
“A violin?” I echoed, making a face. “Really? You’re calling in a favor for that? What, you don’t want to wait until you’ve lost a pipe organ or something?” - Puck”
“You’re just using me for my body.” “You don’t have a body,” I’d remind him. “Throw that in my face.” “Technically, you don’t have a face either.”