Cathy Cassidy Quotes

“Look," I whisper to Cat, "Shooting star! That's good luck."
She rolls her eyes. "It's a plane, you idiot," she says, and when I look again I can see that she's right. Typical.”

— Cathy Cassidy

“Love comes from the heart not from the mind. you will love and be loved. don't force things good things take time.one good reason for people to love you is for who you are not who someone else is. your beautiful and wonderful don't change that just because one person dislikes like you for who you are”

— Cathy Cassidy

When our fingers touch a crackle of electricity passes between us.

— Cathy Cassidy

“Life chucks a bunch of stuff at us, stuff we have no control over, but we can decide how to handle it all. We shape our lives with the choices we make.”

— Cathy Cassidy

“I want to stay a while, wrapped in silence, the way the trees and rocks and the ground beneath my feet are wrapped in moss and ivy and soft, green lichen.”

— Cathy Cassidy

“If he were a pony I would offer him food, stroke his ears and scratch his neck; but he curls his lip at the idea of cake and I am seriously not going to stroke him. That would be just gross.”

— Cathy Cassidy

“5 Learning to dance en pointe is tough. It takes years and years to build up the strength, years of discipline and exercise. Even”

— Cathy Cassidy

“Instead of blue skies and sunshine, there are grey clouds and endless rain that seeps into your bones, your soul.”

— Cathy Cassidy

“The tiniest criticism or put-down soaks into me and lies in my heart like a stone. Sometimes that spurs me on to work harder, but sometimes it just fills me up with sadness.”

— Cathy Cassidy

“She's not my type,' Carter says. 'So what is your type?' 'Tall, skinny, black hair, blue eyes, freckly nose. Blue tinsel wig and snowflakes optional.' 'Skinny?' I squeal. 'Definitely. Pretending to be shy, sensible and stand-offish when really you're mad about me.' 'You sure about that?' 'No, but I'm hoping.”

— Cathy Cassidy

Daisy chains are pretty fragile, and it turns out that families are too.

— Cathy Cassidy