48 Quotes by Jenny B. Jones

There’s nothing you’re searching for that can’t be found in Ireland-God, good music, beautiful landscapes, wonderful food, maybe even parts of yourself. You just have to be brave enough to look.

He framed my face now, and I met his stare in the dark of the car. “I think you’re beautiful.” My heart folded like an origami swan.

I have things to tell you, but I don’t think there’s any point. It’s like you took a can opener and peeled the lid off my heart and leaped out the day Will died. Why are you so silent? Of all times to leave me alone.

Budge stomps into the room. “Do you know you have a blob of brown stuff on your nose?” “My life is in the crapper.” “I think it left a souvenir on your face.

It’s about a teenage girl. She finds out she’s a princess, goes to live in a foreign country, endures rigorous training to become royalty, wins the heart of everyone in the land, hooks up with a boy, and finds out she is to one day be queen of an entire nation.

One of these days really soon, you’re going to be able to say, ‘I know what it is to be wanted, what it is to be loved. I know what home is, and I’m right where I’m supposed to be.

I love that feeling, when music rumbles in your chest and soaks all the way through, like it’s a part of you.

The wrong boy will bore you or annoy you,” Mom said. “But the right one? He’ll make you laugh, make you feel special.

God isn’t exactly hanging out with me these days.