Quotes by Meg Cabot

To achieve self actualization, do good things for other people that you would want to be done onto yourself

Its kind of depressing, if you think about it. I mean, me being so young, and yet so cynical and suspicious.

I love the Princess Diaries series! Do you?

My mothers psychologist says I have an overactive anger switch, but people just keep pissing me off.

I usually know almost exactly how I feel. The problem is, I just cant tell anyone.

Oh my God, I am such a liar. And I cant even leave it at just one lie, either. Oh, no. I have to pile it on. I am sick, I tell you. Sick.

...men arent in touch with their emotions, and dont share enough [?]

I did,” Henric said, with a triumphant look.“Oh,” Meena said, opening the book to the page 74, the one from her dream. “You mean thisprince?” She pointed at the illustration of Lucifer.Henric’s grin faltered slightly. “Precisely.”“He’s not a prince,” Meena said. “As you know perfectly well, he’s a fallen angel. And what wasLucien’s mother?”“A p-princess,” Henric stammered. But there was terror in his eyes.“No,” Lucien said, shaking his head. “She was an angel.”Meena swung around to look at him. Tears glittered in her eyes as she gazed up into his, whichhad gone back to their normal deep brown.“Yes, Lucien,” she said, holding the book open in front of him. “That’s why Henric was trying tokeep this from you. Because he realized it was the one thing that might help you remember what yourmother always taught you. You, of all people, really do have a choice. You can choose to be good . . .because you are part good. No matter how hard you try to be the devil’s son, you’ve still got an angel fora mother.

Home. Wow. I’m already calling it home.Well, isn’t that what any place is? Any place that you share withsomeone you love, I mean?

I opened the door and went inside, calling Im home! Except that I wasnt, really. Because home meant something else to me now, and had for quite awhile. And he didnt live there anymore.

In a way, I was incrediibly proud of her (not that I had any intention of letting it show while I was beating the crap out of her).

The only way, I thought to myself, that this could get any weirder would be if it turns out he has that dead bodys head on ice where in the basement, some ready for transplantation onto Cindy Crawfords body as soon as it becomes available.

This,” Alaric explained to Sarah in what he thought was a kindly voice, “isn’t love you’re feeling. Only dopamine. Because Felix isn’t like anyone else you know. Being a creature of the night, he’s new and exciting and activates a neurotransmitter in your brain that releases feelings of euphoria when you’re around him…especially because you know you can never actually be together, and he seems complicated, and perhaps even sensitive and vulnerable at times. But I can assure you: he’s anything but.”“How dare you?” Sarah demanded hotly. “It isn’t dopa…whatever! It’s love! Love!

I felt as if the Milky Way, hovering above our heads like a celestial pitcher, had suddenly overturned, pouring suns and planets down my throat. Stars seemed to be shooting out of my finger and toes, the ends of my hair.

But maybe kissing was enough. Maybe kissing was the only thing that mattered, anyway. Maybe kissing could overcome the whole vampire/basketball thing.

Good bye AEHS. You suck. I hate you. And yet... Somehow Ill miss you too.

Why does anyone commit murder? he asked in a low voice.I-I blinked.How should I know?Three reasons, Christopher said. He held up one finger. Love. Another finger. Revenge. And finally, a third finger. Profit...

I was dead, and I hadnt even been able to attend my own funeral.

Always be true to your friends, just as you are to yourself.

Read and write all the time. Never stop sending out your stuff. If youre constantly writing and sending stuff out, eventually someone will bite.