“She had always thought the word 'pheromones' made it sound as though molecules were floating in the air, shaped like little fluted horns, ready to attach themselves to the nearest target. Microscopic Edison phonographs flying about, their brassy mouths puckered… — Alice Pung Copy Share Image
“To be part of the Cabinet, I'd had to keep my true self apart. and there's only so much of yourself you can hide,… — Alice Pung Copy Share Image
“And here was the bitter paradox of adolescense: alone, I was most myself, most true. But the self that really mattered was the self… — Alice Pung Copy Share Image
“Love was like notches on a speaker that could be cranked up and down, the decibels of desire, the frequencies of feeling. Sometimes she… — Alice Pung Copy Share Image
“Love was a verb with a certain amount of energy attached to it - a daily quota - and you had to choose on… — Alice Pung Copy Share Image
“I was crying out of frustration, frustration that I could not be left alone, that no girl at this school could possibly be allowed… — Alice Pung Copy Share Image
“I wish I could have told you how much talking and writing to you meant to me all year. How you were my bullshit… — Alice Pung Copy Share Image
“She had always thought the word 'pheromones' made it sound as though molecules were floating in the air, shaped like little fluted horns, ready… — Alice Pung Copy Share Image
“I wasn't afraid of being alone, but I was afraid of what people would think about my solitary state. People, even well-intentioned people, were… — Alice Pung Copy Share Image
