Elise Allen Quotes & Sayings

I lean in quickly and kiss him. "We may," I say. — Elise Allen

I had always wondered why people closed their eyes when they kissed. Now I knew: they can't help it. The feeling is too overwhelming: the taste, the touch, the smell, even the sound. The sense of sight had to be excluded, or it wouldn't be possible to funciton. — Elise Allen

With all my might, I heave the axe into the ice, just inches from Kristoff's head. Oops. — Elise Allen

I realized my hands were in my pockets. He couldn't hold one even if he wanted to. Not unless he actively dug it out, which would be weird. He probably thought I was sending him a specific message not to hold my hand.

I took my hands out of my pockets.

The problem is I like having my hands in my pockets. It's my natural position. They felt unwieldy hanging by my sides, as if I was walking like a Neanderthal.

Why was I so bad at this? — Elise Allen

Know what you get when you rearrange the letters in Nate Wetherill? HATE WILL ENTER. — Elise Allen

See?" I crowed. "I know what I'm doing. Two weeks, tops, and you'll be begging to dip your fries in my shake."

"You think?"

It took me about a second before I realized I'd done it again. My mouth seriously needed a chaperone. — Elise Allen

I've been following Elsa, but I can't see Arendelle anymore. — Elise Allen

He grabs ropes, furs, blankets, a hatchet, and carrots. Carrots? Okay, so he likes vegetables. — Elise Allen

My curls defined me; even my personality was curly, bouncy, springy, and playfully twisted. — Elise Allen

I start to run down the hill, but did I mention I can't feel my feet? They slip out from under me. I tumble head over heels, down, down, down until I splash into a stream. The icy water soaks through my clothes and bites into my skin. Why couldn't Elsa have had warm magical powers? — Elise Allen

I feel Elsa's arms around me. I can hear her crying. That's weird for a lot of reasons. Elsa doesn't cry, and she never puts her arms around me. — Elise Allen

Archer pressed a preset button on my car radio. An old Britney Spears song blared, and I sung along to every word, bopping in my seat. Archer just looked at me.

"Oh, come on!" I said. "Who doesn't sing along to Britney? — Elise Allen

Did I say I wasn't ready to think about true love? Maybe I'll take that back. — Elise Allen

You sacrificed yourself for me?" "I love you," I say weakly. — Elise Allen

Some people are worth melting for," he says. — Elise Allen

As for Kristoff, well, maybe Olaf was right. Maybe Kristoff does truly love me. I think I truly love him. At least, I think I could truly love him. We only met a couple of days ago. I don't want to think about true love yet. — Elise Allen

Sometimes, but if you do it enough, it's harder to trip your gag reflex, which comes in very handy, if you know what I mean."

I did know what she meant, but somehow juxtaposing it with vomiting made the whole thing highly unappealing. — Elise Allen

It's our song," he murmured into my ear. — Elise Allen

One of the cashiers had taken to calling out, "Hey, Clark!" as I came in and marking my exit with "It's a bird, it's a plane, it's SuperGoth!" This was not only tiresome but inaccurate. There's a huge difference between goth and emo, but I never had the time or energy to give him a tutorial. — Elise Allen

Hands down, this is the best day of my life," Olaf says as he begins to drip into a puddle, "and quite possibly the last. — Elise Allen

What is wrong with you? ARe you the only guy in the universe who doesn't like a blow job? — Elise Allen

I do," Olaf says. "Love is putting someone else's needs before yours, like, you know, how Kristoff brought you back here to Hans and left you forever. — Elise Allen

He's lying against a bale of hay and talking to his reindeer. That's odd. No, wait - he is singing to his reindeer. That's even odder. — Elise Allen