Louise Rennison Quotes
-
There he is, tall, tanned, Italian, sophisticated. So what do you do?" I said, "Er, leap on him and snog him within an inch of his life? Taking care not to strangle myself on his false beard, or disturb his banana.
→ -
P.P.S. I am giving you telepathic hugs. P.P.P.S. But not in a telepathically lezzie way.
→ -
Dance of the Sugar Plum Bikey. Yes, that's got a nice ring to it.
→ -
And that's when it fell off in my hand
→ -
When girls walk home we put on lippy and makeup. We chat. Sometimes we pretend to be hunchbacks. But that is it. Perfectly normal behavior.
→ -
Tom is back on a flight at 6:15 P.M. That is 6:15. Do you get it? Not 6:00 P.M. but 6:15 P.M. And do you know how many minutes that is? I do. I have also become a Time Lord.
→ -
And the kittykats would have to erect scaffolding and a pulley to get him down. Mind you, I wouldn't put that past them. Sometimes when they are behind the sofa supposedly purring, I think they are drilling.
→ -
I put my arm around her and said, "Jas, I have found that when you are troubled, it is often better to think of others rather than yourself. I think you would feel much better if you got me some milky coffee and jammy dodgers and I told you all about me.
→ -
When uncle Eddie does his impression of 'Like a Virgin' it's like Madonna is coming out of his body!' Christ what an image.
→ -
I am looking at you and you are looking at me. This is very good. I am looking and I am liking. You are looking and you are thinking, 'I hope she doesn't hit me with her crop.' But that is because I am me and you are you.
→ -
When Mutti and Vati came in I didn't speak to them. I just unfurled the CAT MOLESTERS banner I had made.
→ -
Overslept and had to race to get a life to Jas’s with my dad. No time for yoga or makeup. Oh well, I’ll start tomorrow. God alone knows how the Dalai Lama copes on a daily basis. He must get up at dawn. Actually, I read somewhere that he does get up at dawn.
→ -
Jassie, guess what I'm dancing in!' 'I don't know, a bowl?' 'Non... I am dancing in my Nuddy-pants!
→ -
What if you were really meant to be with someone? But you kept messing about and having the Horn and so on and you lost them.
→ -
Mr. Darcy was in Pride and Prejudice and at first he was all snooty and huffy; then he fell in a lake and came out with his shirt all wet. And then we all loved him. In a swoony way.
→ -
Shakespeare is just some bloke who keeps ranting "what light trough yonder window breaks" its the moon for god sakes!
→ -
Through my curtains I can see a big yellow moon. I’m thinking of all the people in the world who will be looking at that same moon. I wonder how many of them haven’t got any eyebrows?
→ -
I am going to become a writer for Cosmo - you don’t have to make any sense at all. Or maybe I’ll be a bloke, they don’t have to make sense either.
→ -
Non...I am DANCING IN MY NUDDY-PANTS!!!' And we both laughed like loons on loon tablets. I danced for ages round the house in my nuddy-pants. Also, I did this brilliant thing-I danced in the front window just for a second whilst Mr. Across the Road was drawing his curtains. He will never be sure if he saw a mirage or not. That is the kind of person I am. Not really the kind of person who goes and raises elks in Whakatane.
→ -
When we did eventually get to the party - me walking next to Dad's Volvo driving at five miles an hour - I had a horrible time. Everyone laughed at first but then more or less ignored me. In a mood of defiant stuffed oliveness I did have a dance by myself but things kept crashing to the floor around me. The host asked if I would sit down. I had a go at that but it was useless. In the end I was at the gate for about an hour before Dad arrived.
→ -
You make me laugh like a loon on loon tablets!
→ -
Shut up Jas, you are not Baby Jesus
→ -
Vaisey looked like a startled earwig.
→ -
Honestly, what planet do these people live on? And why isn't it farther away?
→ -
Unbelievable! I said, "What would I be doing walking the streets at night as a stuffed olive- gate-crashing cocktail parties?
→ -
I don't want to be rude to the afflicted but Uncle Eddie is bald in a way which is the baldest I have ever seen.
→ -
You are not ashamed of our luuurve, are you, Jas?' 'Look, shut up, people might hear.' 'What do you mean, the people who live in the telephone?
→ -
This soft grass suggests 'softness' to me, but also at the same time 'lying-down-ness'.
→ -
Here is another marvy glimpse into the gothic basement that I call my mind.
→ -
If you fall down those stairs and break both of your legs, don't come running to me!
→
Related Authors
-
Eleanor Tomlinson Actress -
Lauren Myracle Writer -
Georgia Groome Actress -
Sue Townsend Novelist -
Cecily von Ziegesar Author -
Malorie Blackman Writer -
Sarah Mlynowski Writer -
Sarra Manning Writer -
Ann Brashares Film writer -
Jacqueline Wilson Writer -
Carolyn Mackler Author -
Maureen Johnson Author -
Libba Bray Writer -
Rachel Cohn Author -
Aaron Taylor-Johnson Actor -
Megan McCafferty Author -
Meg Cabot Author -
Cathy Cassidy Author -
Cathy Hopkins Novelist -
Gurinder Chadha Film director