She felt justified in hurting him, because he had hurt her...but now all her justifications fell away like dead butterflies...

— Lauren Myracle

She holds herself with such reserve. She smiles, but the smile doesn't reach her eyes, even in the company of the girls she's chosen to eat with. Why? I have no clue, and I really don't want to spend my time worrying about it. But my brain pushes at the question anyway. Why are people aloof? Because they don't want to let others in. Why don't they want to let others in? Well, sometimes because they're shy, and sometimes because they're convinced of their own superiority. But those aren't the only reasons. Sometimes it's because that have something to hide.

— Lauren Myracle

So as a seventh grader, no, you weren't friends with people you didn't like. But sometimes you also weren't friends with people you did like, which was complicated, and which didn't make any sense if you tried to explain it. Sometimes things just changed. That's where the sadness came in.

— Lauren Myracle

So, as a seventh grader, no, you weren't friends with people you didn't like. But sometimes you also weren't friends with people you did like, which was complicated, and which didn't make any since if you tried to explain it. Sometimes things just changed. That's where the sadness came in.

— Lauren Myracle

So you know, I'm thinking that you can either keep yourself safe and not feel anything, or you can the risk of just loving him and letting him love you." she paused. "Is he worth the risk? And if not what is? What are you willing to take risk for, Wren?

— Lauren Myracle

They're not chicks. They're ducks.

— Lauren Myracle

We all mess up. It's what we learn from our mistakes that matters.

— Lauren Myracle

We are all flawed, my dear. Every one of us. And believe me, we've all made mistakes.

— Lauren Myracle

We are all flawed, my dear. Every one of us. And believe me, we've all made mistakes. You've just got to take a good hard look at yourself, change what needs to be changed, and move one, pet.

— Lauren Myracle

We're all just people... We all have things we deal with, but it's all right. Furthermore, we always muddle through.

— Lauren Myracle