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“Oh, that's just great. I come all the way back here, risking major brain cell burnout, and you don't even believe me? I'm basically guaranteeing myself a lifetime of heartbreak, and all you have to say is that you think I'm not right in the head?”
― Meg Cabot, Twilight

“Good," he said. "We need to talk."
Suddenly, I didn't feel so relaxed anymore. Talk? What does he want to talk about? The part where I nearly died? I didn't want to talk about that. Because the fact is, that whole part, the part where I nearly died, well, I nearly died trying to save him. Seriously. I was hoping he hadn't noticed, but I could tell by the look on his face that he totally had. Noticed, I mean.
And now he wanted to talk about it. But how could I talk about it? Without letting it slip? The L word, I mean.
"You know what?" I said, very fast. "I don't want to talk. Is that okay? I really, really don't want to talk. I am all talked out.
Jesse lifted Spike of his lap and put him on the floor. Then he stood up.
What was he doing? I wondered. What was he doing?
I took a deep breath, and kept talking about not talking. "I'm just--Look," I said as he took a step toward me. "I'm just going to give CeeCee a call and maybe we'll go to the beach or something, because really...I just need a day off."
Another step forward. Now he was right in front of me.
"Especially," I said, significantly, looking up at him, "from talking. That's especially what I need a day off from. Talking."
"Fine," he said. He reached up and cupped my face in both hands. "We don't have to talk."
And that's when he kissed me.
On the lips.”
― Meg Cabot

“That's enough of that," Jesse said. Next thing I knew, he'd scooped me up.
Only instead of carrying me to my bed and setting me down on it all romantically, you know, like guys do to girls in the movies, he just dumped me onto it, so I bounced around and would have fallen off if I hadn't grabbed the edge of the mattress.
"Thanks," I said, not quite able to keep all of the sarcasm out of my voice.”
― Meg Cabot

“You know what you sound like? A jealous girl friend.
And how are things on Planet You Wish?”
― Meg Cabot

“What the hell were you thinking?" Sleepy demanded. "Did Pamela Anderson die and leave an opening on the Baywatch rescue squad or something?”
― Meg Cabot

“I suze me guše u grlu, ni zbog čega, zbog svega, zbog pjesme, zbog nje što je vidim, što nas ne vidi, što ne zna da je slušamo, što plače... Pa ona plače. Bez uzdaha, bez jecaja, samo suzama i tugom i pobjeđuje me tim najljepšim i najuzbudljivijim plačem što sam ga ikad čuo. I nije plač zapravo, već nezadržan prodor nečega što je u njoj, što je njeno, što je u muci koji ne znam i ne želim da znam. Traje kratko i u zasjenjenim očima ostao je samo mek trag tuge što se povukla, sakrivši se pod osmijeh bez snage.”
― Meša Selimović, �վ�š���Ա�

“Kad budete saznali i kad budete voljeli, još više ćete patiti. Dan se rađa sa suzama. Svijetli plaču, ako ni nad čim drugim, a ono nad mračnim.”
― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

“Postoje praznine u nama? Čudno. Mislila sam da ono što nije moglo biti popunjeno vjerom, ljubavlju, popunjeno je suzama. A tim suzama pisana su velika djela.”
― Mensura Durgutović

“na biciklu
se može svašta
može se recimo i lako tugovati
jer vetar brzo osuši suze”
― Vitomirka Trebovac, Sve drveće sva deca i svi bicikli u meni