Quote by Sara Wolf

“How many shots did you take?” “Fourteen. I let go of the wheel halfway home and Jesus drove me the rest of the way.”…

— Sara Wolf

“I couldn't decide if he was four or nine or twelve. I had no idea of the specifics of children. He was too young…

— Maggie Stiefvater

“Did those ladies claim that I slept with them?” “No.” She shook her head, and her blush deepened. “But they want to. Along with…

— Kerrelyn Sparks

“How old are you?" Isa gasped. Okay, so she hadn't gotten around to asking some things. "One hundred and forty-three," Chance supplied, giving her…

— Jeaniene Frost

“How old was he?”

— Heidi Kreider

“Must've been some lay for her to be so bent out of shape over it." "I couldn't say," he muttered. "I don't remember." "Were…

— Sylvia Day

“Wow. You look…really nice today. Did you do something different?” Only a thirty-four-year-old virgin, I thought.”

— Richelle Mead

“You want me to flash you" I said He nodded vigorously, like I'd asked if he wanted fries with that. "And then you'll pass…

— Jeri Smith-Ready

“Tell me–how old are you, Reuben? I'm thirty-eight. How is that for total honesty? Do you know many women who volunteer they're thirty-eight?”

— Anne Rice

“I wondered who in this room I would go to if I had problems. Anyone my own age looked silly, immature, unfocused. The older…

— Hanne Ørstavik

“Who am I kidding? What am I going to do with a girl like her?” “We had this talk when we were fourteen. I…

— Shelly Laurenston

“It seemed to me that boys had a lot more fun. It was a relief. I didn't look at myself from the outside. I…

— Nancy Horan