“You're funny.' Phoebe passed me the last chocolate cupcake. 'And I always thought your friends were laughing over their own farts.' 'Ninety percent of Eastwood's male population laughs over their own farts. Present company excluded, naturally.” — Robyn Schneider Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I think that everyone has a tragedy waiting for them, that the people buying milk in their pajamas or picking their noses at… — Robyn Schneider Copy Share Image
“It was the answer to the wrong mystery--the mystery I didn't ever want to solve. And so we sat there in the sickening sillage of the truth, neither of us angry, or upset, just muddling through this shared sorrow, this collective pity. And as much as I wanted to sound my tragic wail over the rooftops, and let go of… — Robyn Schneider Copy Share
“We have all been fooled into believing in people who are entirely imaginary--made-up prisoners in a hypothetical panopticon. But the point isn't whether or… — Robyn Schneider Copy Share Image
“Delete,” he said. “I keep telling you.” But I couldn’t. Even though I wasn’t sure what the point was anymore. No one kept in… — Robyn Schneider Copy Share Image
“How many beers do y'all think it takes before one internationally scientist turns to another and says, 'Dude, bet you twenty bucks I can… — Robyn Schneider Copy Share Image
“And that was when I saw what Cassidy had done to herself: the gold and red ribbing on her sweater-vest, the matching stripes on… — Robyn Schneider Copy Share Image
“Eastwood was distorted for me, a picturesque place meant to lull its residents into believing that behind our gates and beyond our curfew, nothing… — Robyn Schneider Copy Share Image
“...but I didn't care, because the magnificent possibility of kissing Cassidy Thorpe had turned into an indisputable fact of my daily existence...” — Robyn Schneider Copy Share Image
“I do know that I spent a long time existing, and now, I intend to live.” — Robyn Schneider Copy Share Image
“Words could betray you if you chose the wrong ones, or mean less if you used too many. Jokes could be grandly miscalculated, or… — Robyn Schneider Copy Share Image
