“It's raining in my heart, like it's raining in the city. What is this sadness that pierces my heart?”

“Madame Vbegins the lessonby reading aloud the first stanzaof a famous French poem:Il pleure dans mon coeurComme il pleut sur la ville;Quelle est cette langueurQui penetre mon coeur?Then she looks upand without any warningshe calls on me to translate it.I swallow hard, and try:"It's raining in my heartlike it's raining in the city.What is this sadness that pierces my heart?"Saying these words out loud,right in front of the whole class,makes me feellike I'm not wearing any clothes.”

“I kiss her like my life depends on it.”

“what my mother doesnt know wont hurt her”

“I know this sounds incredibly lame,but I don't want losing my virginityto feel like I'm losing something. I want it to feel like I'm finding something. I want sex to be amazing.I want it to be life-alteringly wonderful.And I want it to happen with someone I love.”

“I prefer to thin of it as rebooting my ovarian operating system.”

“My parents are great listenersWhich is why I never tell them anything”