- Angela: It just seems like, you agree to have a certain personality or something. For no reason. Just to make things easier for everyone. But when you think about it, I mean, how do you know it's even you? And, I mean, this whole thing with yearbook - it's like, everybody's in this big hurry to make this book, to supposedly remember what happened. Because if you made a book of what really happened, it'd be a really upsetting book.
- Angela: I'm in love. His name is Jordan Catalano. He was let back, twice. Once I almost touched his shoulder in the middle of a pop quiz. He's always closing his eyes like it hurts to look at things.
- Ms. Mayhew: How could Anne Frank be lucky?
- Angela: I don't know. 'Cause she was stuck in an attic for three years with this guy she really liked?
- Angela: Things were getting to me. Just how people are. How they always expect you to be a certain way. Even your best friend.
- Rickie: If you were about to do it, okay, what would you want the other person to say, like, right before?
- Rayanne: "This won't take long."
- Rickie: No, seriously.
- Rayanne: "Do I know you?"
- Rickie: No, like, for real. Like, romantic.
- Angela: "You're so beautiful, it hurts to look at you."
- Rayanne: "It hurts to look at you"?
- Rickie: How'd you think of that?
- Rayanne: Where would it hurt?
- Angela: School is a battlefield for your heart. So when Rayanne Graff told me my hair was holding me back, I had to listen. 'Cause she wasn't just talking about my hair. She was talking about my life.
- Angela: Like with boys, how they have it so easy. How you have to pretend that you don't notice them... noticing you.
- Patty: God, Chelsea Clinton. Will you look at this? No freedom, no privacy, constant surveillance, Secret Service men... That's what we need.
- Angela: My mother's adopted. So for a while, she was looking for her real parents. I guess that's just what everyone's looking for.