“My name is Mike. Instantly forgettable. Unlike Heather. What a breathless little name that is.” — Ellen Wittlinger Forgettable Copy Share Image
when there's an elephant in the room, you can't pretend it isn't there and just discuss the ants. — Ellen Wittlinger Animal Copy Share Image
“How can your worst nightmare also be your wildest dream?" -Maisie” — Ellen Wittlinger Dream Copy Share Image
“what's normal, she said. adults are all just weird in different ways. ” — Ellen Wittlinger Different ways Copy Share Image
you give everyone the benefit of the doubt. they don't always deserve it. — Ellen Wittlinger Benefit Copy Share Image
i want to look at all my tears, she said. which made me shiver — Ellen Wittlinger Looks Copy Share Image
But you can only lie about who you are for so long without going crazy. — Ellen Wittlinger Crazy Copy Share Image
“This is why I don't like to argue with people. You say things you don't mean. Or, you kind of mean them,… — Ellen Wittlinger Arrogant Copy Share Image
“And I wonder why people can't understand each other better. Why do they hurt each other all the time, even when they… — Ellen Wittlinger Hurt Copy Share Image
“I push my ice cream dish away. What's left in the bowl isn't cold and delicious anymore. Now it's just lukewarm, melted… — Ellen Wittlinger Food Copy Share Image
“bunny was a good soul and a strong believer but she would have been that way whether she went to church or… — Ellen Wittlinger Better person Copy Share Image
“She doesn't like obituaries. She says they're half bragging and half crying, and it's not a good combination" -Maisie” — Ellen Wittlinger Like Obituaries Copy Share Image
“It seems obvious to me that the more queer books there are in the wolrd, the more queer kids we reach with… — Ellen Wittlinger Books Copy Share Image
“All I meant was we all make choices in life. I don't think your mom made bad choices. It's just...if you make… — Ellen Wittlinger Bad choices Copy Share Image
“He reminds me of Robin Williams at the end of Dead Poets Society - there's a little smile on his face, but… — Ellen Wittlinger Dead poets Copy Share Image
I trust the red sun setting, the leafless November trees. On Monday morning I look foward fearlessly to Friday’s eve. But humans… — Ellen Wittlinger Friday Copy Share Image
“That's the great thing about movies, Hitch. The end is the end; everything is resolved one way or the other. You feel… — Ellen Wittlinger Ending Copy Share Image
It's a lie, you know, to pretend that nothing is important to you. It's hiding. Believe me, I know because I hid… — Ellen Wittlinger Believe Copy Share Image
“I watched her walk away, first thinking: good riddance – who needs this abuse? And then after a minute thinking: she never… — Ellen Wittlinger Abuse Copy Share Image
Why is it that people don't know what to say when something bad has happened to someone they know? Maybe because they… — Ellen Wittlinger Happened Copy Share Image
“I was only going to shoot you if he was in one band. And only if it had a name like Uncle… — Ellen Wittlinger Bluegrass Copy Share Image
“I'm starting to think I'll probably never have a girlfriend, which would be okay too. On those few occasions when a girl… — Ellen Wittlinger Girlfriend Copy Share Image
sometimes people think they're above the laws the rest of us live by. they're blind to their own imperfections. — Ellen Wittlinger Blind Copy Share Image
“i was in love with the sound of the slamming door, it sounded the way i felt, like damn you to hell!… — ellen wittlinger Life Copy Share Image
When people say they love you, you just have to decide to believe them, because you'll never know for sure. — Ellen Wittlinger Believe Copy Share Image
“Heck, I didn't even know my mom had dreams. How could I not have known that?” — Ellen Wittlinger Dreams Copy Share Image
nobody is like anybody else. that's why nobody gets along with anybody else. — Ellen Wittlinger Copy Share Image
“Why does my name sound so pretty when he says it?" -Maisie” — Ellen Wittlinger Pretty Copy Share Image
...and she said we all had to find God inside ourselves, in the things we loved most. — Ellen Wittlinger Loved Copy Share Image
“i believe in anything it would be nature - trees, clouds, rain - the life cycles that begin and end, season after… — Ellen Wittlinger Believe Copy Share Image
the whole idea of boys being people you would actually choose to spend time with was pretty much totally incomprehensible to me.… — Ellen Wittlinger Boys Copy Share Image
well, it sounds strange, but when i think of God, i think of a soft whirring noise - like a spinning ball… — Ellen Wittlinger Balls Copy Share Image
That's what I love about writing. Once you get the words down on paper, in print, they start to make sense. It's… — Ellen Wittlinger Arms Copy Share Image
People changed lots of other personal things all the time. They dyed their hair and dieted themselves to near death. They took… — Ellen Wittlinger Breast implants Copy Share Image
