Noelle Movie Quotes

While gently pushing her towards the dressing room, Lazarus ventured, "Can I ask you something kind of personal?" Pulling her shirt over her head behind the curtain, and holding her hand out for the corset, she replied, "Anything for you, Laz." "How are you still friends with him?" "Can you hook this thing?" Holding the corset on her stomach, Lazarus peeked through the curtain, fingers deftly snapping the twenty hook-and-eye latches. "He saved my life. There are a million reasons to hate him, but there are a million and one reasons to forgive him for his faults." Twisting to look in the mirror, adjusting her breasts in the tight silk, she continued, "He'll say the worst thing at the worst possible time, except every once in awhile, he says the one most perfect thing that just makes you want to cry from happiness. He knows the exact way you need to be touched at any moment, in any mood, like he's fucking telepathic. He'll make you want to scream when he ignores you, but then you find out he knows your favorite color, your favorite meal, what movie makes you cry and he can list every little thing in the entire world that you hate. And mostly? Well," Turning to face Lazarus and strike a pose, "I just can't fucking stop.

Run. Eat. Drink. Eat more. Don't throw up. Instead, take a piss. Then take a crap. Wipe your butt. Make a phone call. Open a door. Rid your bik. Ride in a car. Ride in a subway. Talk. Talk to people. Read. Read maps. Make maps. Make art. Talk about your art. Sell your art. Take a test. Get into a school. Celebrate. HAve a party. Write a thank-you note to someone. Hug your mom. Kiss your dad. Kiss your little sister. Make out with Noelle. Make out with her more. Touch her. HOld her hand. Take her out somewhere. Meet her friends. Run down a street with her. Take her on a picnic. Eat with her. See a movie with her. See a move with Aaron. Heck, see a movie with Nia, once you're cool with her. Get cool with more people.. Drink coffee in little coffee-drinking places. Tell people your story. Volunteer. Go back to Six North. Walk in as a volunteer and say hi to everyone who waited on you as a patient. Help people. Help people like Bobby. Get people books and music that they want when they're in there. Help people like Muqtada. Show them how to draw. Draw more. Try drawing a landscape. Try drawing a person. Try drawing a naked person. Try drawing Noelle naked. Travel. Fly. Swim. Meet. Love. Dance. Win. Smile. Laugh. Hold. Walk. Skip. Okay, it's gay, whatever, skip. Ski. Sled. Play basketball. Jog. Run. Run. Run. Run home. Run home and enjoy. Enjoy. Take these verbs and enjoy them. They're yours, Craig. You deserved them because you chose them. You could have left the all behind but you chose to stay here. So now live for real, Craig. Live. Live. Live. Live. Live.

I guess the first thing I noticed about Chloe, other than how pretty she is, is how she throws herself all the way into everything she does. The first time I met her, those bookcases in her dad’s office had all fallen down, and I came over with the others to help. She was so worried about her dad and so grateful to us for helping, and then she took us out to dinner to thank us, and she laughed and laughed about how grouchy our server was. It was that… that ability to feel things so deeply—and not be afraid to express those feelings—that I first saw and… and wanted.” Once he’d started talking, he couldn’t seem to stop. He knew Chloe was staring at him, but he focused on Mima, whose face had twisted with emotion at what he’d said. “Yes. That’s exactly Chloe. Tell me more.” Brent’s eyes moved between Mima and Chloe, and then he stared down at the table again. “And there’s something about the way she sees the world. Like it’s… better than other people see it. It’s like she sees color in a black-and-white movie. Little details that other people don’t see. It makes her notice people who other people don’t notice. She noticed me. She went out of her way to get to know me. When no one else really did. She’s not afraid of what she feels. And she’s not afraid of saying what she thinks. She’s not always holding back the way I am. She’s… free. I love that. And I love her laugh and the way she tears up when she’s feeling vulnerable and the way she goes after what she wants. She’s so brave. Even though not everyone sees and appreciates who she is, she still stays true to herself. She’s completely genuine. She has such a big heart. I love that about her the most.