Mcmanus Quotes

Things'll get worse before they get better.

I know what it's like to tell yourself a lie so often that it becomes the truth.

I don't know why it's so hard for people to admit that sometimes they're just assholes who screw up because they don't expect to get caught.

I want to kiss her more than I want air.

I stand and hold out my hand. She gives me a skeptical look, but takes it and lets me pull her to her feet. I put my other hand in the air. 'Bronwyn Rojas, I solemnly swear not to murder you today or at any point in the future. Deal?' 'You're ridiculous,' she mutters, going even redder. 'It concerns me you're avoiding a promise not to murder me.

I guess we're almost friends now, or as friendly as you can get when you're not one hundred percent sure the other person isn't framing you for murder.

Unless one of us is lying. Which is always a possibility.

She's a princess and you're a jock," he says. He thrusts his chin toward Bronwyn, then at Nate. "And you're a brain. And you're a criminal. You're all walking teen-movie stereotypes.

You find out who your real friends are when stuff like this happens. Turns out I didn’t have any…

I don’t understand why the world insists on stuffing kids into boxes we never asked for, and then gets mad when we won’t stay there.

Some people are too toxic to live. They just are.

Holding on to resentment is like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die.

That's the kind of person you can get away with killing: someone everybody else wants dead.

But you can’t change the past, you know? All you can do is try harder next time. So don’t give up on yourself just yet.

If I'm not thinking about one shit storm, I have to think about another.

I have to figure out a way to live with that, and it won't be by not forgiving other people's mistakes.

Everybody has secrets,' she says, taking a sip of her drink. 'That's nondebatable. The only question is whether you're keeping your own, or someone else's.

These murder club meetings are becoming a regular thing. We need a new name, though.

We’re endgame.” I wipe a stray tear from the corner of my eye. “What does that mean?” “It means that we’ll wind up together eventually. It might take a year for us to sort everything out, or two, or ten. Whatever. But it’ll happen.

We could be surrounded by walking dead in the zombie apocalypse and she’d look for the bright side.

Ezra watches them leave with a bemused expression, then turns to me. “I have a really strong feeling that on Wednesdays, they wear pink.

Are we friends, or just a couple of people without better options?

Good thing life is long and high school is short

There are some things you can't undo no matter how good your intentions are.

Who do you want to be? The guy who goes along or the guy who stands up? This is the time to decide.

Like we're some kind of hip high school murder club without a care in the world.

People who never get told no are so bad at hearing it.

Sometimes, you don't know what you want until you see it.

It concerns me you’re avoiding a promise not to murder me.

Honestly, I don’t care what we do. I just want to stay wrapped around him for as long as possible, fighting sleep and forgetting about the rest of the world.

How do you make that choice?" I ask almost to myself. "Between what you need and what you want?" I feel like my sister's going through her own version of that. Kris's eyes are on Cooper, too. "You hope they become the same thing, I guess.

No matter how awful the rest of my life is, my hair still manages to look good.

You're not going to wither up and die from this, Addy," Ashton lectures me as she shoves me toward the shower. "He doesn't get to erase you from the world.

No matter how much you care about someone, things change when they used to be around all the time an then suddenly, they're not.

We’re like the Kardashians, except without any money.

Whoever tells the best story shapes the culture.

Bronwyn: Well, I'd like to try. I f you want to. Not because we're thrown together in this weird situation and I think you're hot, altough I do. But because you're smart, and funny, and you do the right thing more often than you give youerself credit for. I like your horrible taste in movies and the way you never sugarcoat anything and the fact that you have an actual lizard. I'd be proud to be your girlfriend, even in a nonoffical capacity while we're, you know, being investigated for murder. Plus, I can't go more than a few minutes without wanting to kis you, so - there's that. Nate: You're doing better than me. I never stop thinking about kissing you.

love and hope and beauty still exist, even when things seem impossibly dark.

For in today’s generation of teenagers finding acceptance is hard, especially for those who dare to be different-then it’s impossible.

When you come into the world with another person, they’re as much a part of you as your heartbeat.

Welcome to life in a small town. You’re only as good as the best thing your family’s done. Or the worst.

My dad’s contentment is all that matters to me. When he’s laughing, I’m laughing. When he’s happy, I’m happy. I would give up my soul for him. To me, nothing else but his happiness matters.

You don’t think about what’s outside. Or who. Especially if she’s better off forgetting you exist.

I’m kidding, but Bronwyn goes rigid. “How can you say that?” Her cheeks get red, giving her that flushed look that always unsettles me. She’ll surprise you one day with how pretty she is. My mother used to say that about Bronwyn. My mother was wrong, though. There’s nothing surprising about it.

You can be right in principle and still wrong in approach.

There is no greater fan of fly fishing then the worm.

I’m going to marry you, Bronwyn Rojas. Just so you know.” She puts her hands on either side of my face and pulls me close enough to kiss. But first, she says, “Oh, I know.

Sure, sure. No rush, no pressure. It’s entirely up to you, Cooper.” People always say that but it doesn’t feel true.

To create is to reflect the image of God. To create is an act of worship.

I didn't attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it." - Mark Twain

All of Fright Farm's success is based on how much people love to be scared in a controlled environment. There's something deeply satisfying about confronting a monster and escaping unscathed. Real monsters aren't anything like that. They don't let go

Love, no matter how you come at it, is a huge risk. It makes it easier for me to remember that God will never reject me because I am not good enough and that any community that has His heart will embrace me as I am. Jesus invites us into a community where imperfect people can find acceptance, love, forgiveness, and a new beginning.

It sucks when the person who ruined your life gets to walk around like always. As if what they did doesn’t matter. I beg to disagree with your conclusion, though. There’s always something you can do.—Darkestmind

The more isolated and disconnected we are, the more shattered and distorted our self-identity. We are not healthy when we are alone. We find ourselves when we connect to others. Without community we don't know who we are... When we live outside of healthy community, we not only lose others. We lose ourselves...Who we understand ourselves to be is dramatically affected for better or worse by those we hold closest to us.

Addy gives me hope, because even though her life fell apart when Simon’s blog revealed her worst mistake, she put things back together–better than before. She’s stronger, happier, and much closer to her sister. Addy is the queen of second chances, and right now I really need the reminder that those exist.

How is it, that for many of us, being a good Christian is nothing more than being a good person? The entire focus of our faith has been the elimination of sin, which is important but inadequate; rather than the unleashing of a unique, original, extraordinary, wonderfully untamed, faith.

The first seven years of the Joshua tree's life, it's just a vertical stem. No branches," she told me while we were hiking. "It takes years before it blossoms. And every branching stem stops growing after it blossoms, so you've got this complex system of dead areas and new growth." I used to think about that, sometimes, when I wondered what parts of her might still be alive.

She cocks her head at me and adds, "I don't need your commentary if you disagree, by the way." I hold up my hands. "Wasn't going to say a word, Addy." "When did you even start knowing my name," she deadpans. I grin at her. "You've gotten kinda feisty since you lost all the hair. And the boyfriend.

Would you be willing to give your life to save the world if no one ever knew your name? If anonymity was the price you would have to pay for significance, would it be too great a price? To live a life of courage is not a guarantee of prestige or adulation. It only matters if you live and die fulfilling the mission you were born for.

So our crew is back to being all girls, and stays that way for the rest of lunch. The only other guy who’d sit with us never bothers making an appearance in the cafeteria. But I pass Nate in the hallway afterward, and all the questions bubbling in my brain about Simon, Leah, and Janae disappear when he gives me a fleeting grin. Because God, it’s beautiful when that boy smiles.