160 Quotes by Louise Rennison

Oh no. I’ve just accidently paid a visit to the cakeshop of love. I haven’t put back my Italian cakey, but I have accidentally picked up a Dave the Tart.

Shut up Jas, you are not Baby Jesus.

I am a pop widow.

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.

What shall I say? I must tread a fine line between glaciosity and friendlinosity. With just a hint of ’you don’t know what you are missing, my fine-feathered friend.

Your soul shines through even if you haven’t got mascara on.

I am abandoned on the ship of life.” “I know.” “Jas, you are not really cheering me up.” “Well, I know and that is because there is really nothing to be cheerful about; I would hate to be you.” in.

Looking out of the window at the infinite sky, I prayed out, ‘Dear Baby Jesus, I am sorry for my sin, even though I do not know what they are, which seems a bit unfair if it is going to be held against me. But that is your way. And I am not questioning your wisdomosity. In future, however, would it be possible for my life to be not so entirely crap? Thank you.

Anyway, then it said on the news, “And tonight the Prime Minister has just got to Number Ten.” I looked down at Jas and said, “Ooer.” Meaning he’d got to number ten on the snogging scale. And then we both laughed like loons. Vati just looked at us like we were mad.