“I was walking ahead of our little group and, as the Wallace princesses approached, I stepped off the sidewalk into the dew-dampened grass to let them pass. Aunt Belle saw this; she hurried up to me and asked, "Why did you get off the walk when you met those girls?" I replied, as if it should have been clear to anyone, "Because they are the prettiest girls in town! And I didn't want them to get their feet wet!" Aunt Belle grabbed me above the right elbow with both of her hands and shook me until I actually saw blue stars, roughly pushed me back onto the sidewalk, and growled between clenched teeth, emphasizing each word: "DON'T YOU EVER, EVER GET OFF THE SIDEWALK FOR ANYONE! YOU ARE AS PRETTY AS ANYONE! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?”
“Have you ever been anyone's?""No. And you?""I've never wanted to.""Neither have I. Until I saw this lovely girl in Seattle, with big gold eyes, and pink, full lips... and I wondered if she could understand me...”
“You are the prettiest pilot I ever saw.''Hey.' Grayson walked forward. 'Do you see me standing here in a tux? Get in line.”
“The magic girl licked the wet off her arms and looked over to me as if to say, See? You don't have to behave like them, you don't have to behave like anyone.”
“When did you get all insightful?" he asked."I have no idea," Josh admitted."I don't like it.""Me, either. Makes me feel like a girl. Don't tell anyone."(Ethan and Josh)”
“Walk the street with us into history. Get off the sidewalk.”