08 June 2011

Blair and Chuck



Blair: You are disgusting. I hate you.
Chuck: Then why are you still holding my hand?

Chuck: This isn't you.
Blair: How do you know?
Chuck: Because I know you better than I know myself.

Chuck: I'm Chuck Bass. And I told you I love you. You're saying I'm easier to win over than a bunch of pseudo-intellectual homesick malcontents. You'd really insult me like this?
Blair: That's not how it is.
Chuck: That's exactly how it is. So the next time you forget you're Blair Waldorf, remember I'm Chuck Bass. And I love you.

Easy A



Olive Penderghast : Whatever happened to chivalry? Does it only exist in 80's movies? I want John Cusack holding a boombox outside my window. I wanna ride off on a lawnmower with Patrick Dempsey. I want Jake from Sixteen Candles waiting outside the church for me. I want Judd Nelson thrusting his fist into the air because he knows he got me. Just once I want my life to be like an 80's movie, preferably one with a really awesome musical number for no apparent reason. But no, no, John Hughes did not direct my life.

Sisterhood of The Travelling Pants



Carmen: It would be easy to say that the pants changed everything that summer. But looking back now I feel like our lives changed because they had to, and that the real magic of the pants was in bearing witness to all of this and in somehow holding us together when it felt like nothing would ever be the same again.

Carmen: Some things never would be

Lena: But we know now that no matter how far we traveled on our own separate paths...

Bridget: Somehow we would always find out way back to each other.

Tibby: And with that, we could get through anything.

Bridget: To us. Who we were, and who we are. And who we'll be.

Tibby: To the pants.

Lena: And the sisterhood.

Carmen: And this moment, and the rest of our lives.

Carmen, Lena, Bridget, Tibby: Together and apart.

Letters to Juliet



Dear Claire,
"What" and "If" are two words as non-threatening as words can be. But put them together side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life: What if? What if? What if? I don't know how your story ended but if what you felt then was true love, then it's never too late. If it was true then, why wouldn't it be true now? You need only the courage to follow your heart. I don't know what a love like Juliet's feels like - love to leave loved ones for, love to cross oceans for but I'd like to believe if I ever were to feel it, that I will have the courage to seize it. And, Claire, if you didn't, I hope one day that you will.

All my love,
Juliet

07 June 2011

From Prada to Nada



Bruno : You know sometimes you play a game,
even when you know you're gonna lose.

Nora : Or sometimes you leave a game,
even when you know you can win.