Kim Harrington Quotes & Sayings

Gabriel Toscano. Damn. Even his name was sexy. — Kim Harrington

Mr. Bingham said, "Hey, you guys are supposedly psychic. Why didn't you see that coming and warn the girl?"
Mom sighed. "Again, we don't see the future."
"Yeah. You're a bunch of frauds."
I'd had it. My frustration boiled over. I turned to Mrs. Bingham. "Do you know a Jane Sutherland?"
Confusion swept over her delicate features. "Yes, she used to be my husband's secretary before he was laid off. What about her?"
"He wasn't laid off. He was fired. The company has rules against boinking your secretary, even though your husband apparently has no qualms with the matter."
"Clarity!" Mom screamed. — Kim Harrington

I pictured him in uniform. Let's just say the picture was ... nice. — Kim Harrington

And you pretend to be stupid, which is completely disingenuous. Big word, but I know you know what it means. — Kim Harrington

Maybe she's suicidal? That's why she keeps inviting me to kill her? — Kim Harrington

He had a matching bandage on his head. We looked like two idiots who'd decided to have a head-butting competition — Kim Harrington

Well, I can feel superior for my good deed." I flashed him a smile. "How's that for a selfish reason? — Kim Harrington

He was never one to care whether a person was popular or not. Exhibit A ... me. — Kim Harrington

The gossip mill runs on estrogen. — Kim Harrington

You're the most important person in the world to
me." I quickly added in a hushed voice, "Don't tell Mom. She'll be jealous. — Kim Harrington

Well, color me impressed. — Kim Harrington

Come, fruit of my loins, we're going for a walk. — Kim Harrington

You can date every girl in town as far as I'm concerned. I hate you. I pray every night that you'll fall victim to some strange and unusual castration accident. — Kim Harrington

Pass me the Academy Award. I don't know how I did it, but hysterical-girl tears sprung from my eyes as I ran out of the room and down the grand staircase. — Kim Harrington

Did you know that ninety-eight percent of statistics are made up on the spot? — Kim Harrington

And you managed to leave the house and be the hero. Who do you think you are, Spider-Man? — Kim Harrington

I had books and music and the ocean to swim in. — Kim Harrington

I hate procrastinating, so much so that I often do my homework on Friday so it won't be hanging over my head all weekend long. The good
thing is, my (nonexistent) social life doesn't usually interfere with this quirk of mine. — Kim Harrington

Humidity did terrible things to me. I'd be much prettier if I lived in the desert. — Kim Harrington

This wasn't the time or place for it, so I hid it away in a little drawer in the back of my mind,
marked DEAL WITH LATER. — Kim Harrington

You know where you can shove your joke. Just get me a new drink and try not to include and of your STD-laced body fluid in it this time. — Kim Harrington

I leaned forward and slapped her across the face. Probably a bit harder than I needed to, but it worked. — Kim Harrington

He seemed to be having a staring contest with one of the candles — Kim Harrington

Ugh. I was going for 'crazy ex filled with hate" not "isn't she cute when she's mad? — Kim Harrington

Listen, I gather you have a problem working with a psychic. Believe me, I don't like working with a jackass any better. — Kim Harrington

That's my brother," I said. "Saving the world, one girl at a time. — Kim Harrington

Tiffany's pale faced turned to green and I involuntarily took a step back, half expecting an Exorcist-style stream of vomit to shoot out of her gaping mouth. — Kim Harrington

MY MOUTH OPENED.
Way to go, Clare. Way to impress the mother of a prospective boyfriend. Moms love their boys to date psycho overprotective girls. — Kim Harrington

We want who we want, right? No matter what other people say. No matter what reason or reality we're faced with. No matter what facts our brains process. The heart's a stubborn organ. — Kim Harrington

But if they stripped all those labels off, people might be shocked to find a normal girl beneath. Who doesn't want to spend her days on the defensive. Who wants what everyone else wants. To be loved. — Kim Harrington

Clare. Give me a reason to stay. — Kim Harrington

Were Gabriel and I going to fall in love? Be together forever? Live our lives happily as soul mates? Who the hell knew something like that? I
sure didn't. I can't see the future.
All I knew was that I would love finding out. — Kim Harrington

Kendra was on Gabriel like a predator on a slab of meat. — Kim Harrington

Perry would disown me for wearing a Yankees sweatshirt, but he would never know, and I was too cold to care about team loyalty. — Kim Harrington

Please, someone tell me I wouldn't be that annoying if I had girlfriends. — Kim Harrington

I think the correct term for this was 'pissing contest', and though I was flattered, I didn't have time for it. — Kim Harrington

Wow, you mean Tiffany's an evil wench? I'm shocked. Shocked, I tell you! I patted my heart in faux surprise. — Kim Harrington

A sea of people in red crowded around it. I looked at
Mallory's black hoodie and my gray sweater and realized we'd forgotten to wear the school colors. Oh, well. There was always my hair. — Kim Harrington

I knew about loyalty about putting family before all others. I'd already learned some things I'd do to protect my own. I'd withold infomation from the police. I'd use people. I'd lie. If pushed hard ... how far would I go. — Kim Harrington

Well, that narrowed down the list of suspects.
To the whole world. — Kim Harrington

She'd probably slap me upside the head and say some variation of 'Hey, Future Clare, wtf? — Kim Harrington

Apparently my inner self is mute. — Kim Harrington

Kissing Gabriel was like an exotic vacation.
Kissing Justing was like coming home again.
I wanted this. — Kim Harrington

Blown into my life like a hurricane, turned me upside down, challenged
me at every turn. And, together, we sparked like lightning. — Kim Harrington

Excitement in Eastport? Nay! But I had time to snoop around Nancy Drew style. — Kim Harrington

Yellow police tape stretched across the motel room door. I stood beside it, waiting for Mr. Stick-Up-His-Butt to finish up in the office. — Kim Harrington

The dumbass?' Justin asked.
'Yes, you're not the only one in town. Who knew? — Kim Harrington

Gabriel?" I said.
"Yeah?" His voice was breathless.
"Kiss me. — Kim Harrington