Princess Mia Quotes
"I could see right away from all this that I was never going to fly."
"Sometimes in life, you fall down holes you can’t climb out of by yourself. That’s what friends and family are for—to help."
"I’m just feeling a little down. It’s a normal reaction to something that happened to me last week."
"I had forgotten about Tina. It’s funny how this can happen when you’re in a hole. You forget about the people who would do anything—anything in the world, probably—to help you out of it."
"But there’s so much more to it than just school. There’s having to TALK to people. There’s having to act NORMAL. When I know I’m NOT normal."
"I might, I said, after clearing my throat, because it was kind of hard to talk around the big lump that had suddenly appeared there, be a little down."
"Every time I start to feel too much like I am slipping back down this hole I’m trying to crawl out of, I think of her, and it’s like she’s a root or something I can grab hold of to keep from sliding farther into the black abyss of despair."
"I guess it’s also what happens when you have your picture splattered all over the place coming out of a theater arm-in-arm with a guy. But he was only helping me down the steps! Because I was in heels! And the steps were carpeted and there were no handrails!"
"You look like a gypsy," Grandmère declared. "Remove them at once. And what on earth is happening with your chest?"
"We aren’t going to have a food fight! Now get us the complete writings of my husband, before I have to get up and do it myself!"
"Good Lord, Amelia," she said after a minute. "What are those…THINGS in your earlobes?"
"I guess one of the symptoms of being depressed is that you basically just cry all the time."
"And I have enough strikes against me at the moment without 'antisocial' being added to the list."
"But Lana and I didn’t merely go shopping: We went bra shopping."
"I couldn’t bring myself to throw them away. I just couldn’t."
"I’ve grown an inch in height and another inch—well, everywhere else."
"You are giving this speech, Amelia," Grandmère barked, "and that’s final."
"Lilly’s going to toss him to the curb as soon as he opens his mouth."
"We can’t just go on loving him forever. Well, I mean, you CAN, of course, like Ross went on loving Rachel forever on Friends, but…what about the senior prom?"
"No sooner had I stepped out of Principal G’s office than my cell phone rang and I looked down to find Grandmère was calling me."
"Then Grandmère handed me the speech she’d had written for me. For the gala. I guess she’d given up on the idea of letting me write my own speech."
"And, okay, I spent most of the time I was dating Kenny trying to figure out how to break up with him. But still. She can’t be mad at me for doing exactly what she’s doing…can she?"
"That, coupled with his singed lab coat and the whole no-eyebrow thing, lent him a not dissimilar appearance to a certain dowager princess—not Muppet—that I know."
"It’s just—how come everybody wasn’t this gung-ho about Michael and me going out? I mean, sure, Michael never saved me from exploding nitrostarch."
"She looked at me expectantly. "Yes?" "I’m a princess," I said. "I’m going to get into every college I apply to, because colleges want to brag that they have a girl who’s going to rule a country someday in their incoming freshman class."
"I mean, her uncle wasn’t exactly making life easy for them, what with his goal to spend every last penny in Genovia’s treasury."
"So I’m stirring. Which would explain why my handwriting looks so bad."
"I pointed out that having no eyebrows is punishment enough, if you ask me."
"Never think that you can’t make a difference."
"You are capable of great things—never let anyone try to tell you that just because you’ve only been a princess for twelve days, you don’t know what you’re doing."
"If you want to do the right thing, don’t be like Pancho. Do what Princess Amelie would do!"
"Nothing’s ever going to change for you if you don’t do something every day that scares you."
"Listen to what you’ve just told me," he said. "The boy you love told you he just wants to be friends, and you did nothing. Your best friend humiliated you in front of the entire school, and you did nothing. Your father tells you he isn’t honoring the wishes of your dead ancestor, and you do nothing."
"It isn’t about what you’re supposed to do, Mia," Dr. Knutz said. "What do you want to do?"
"But supposing it ISN’T?" Grandmère had demanded. "Where would we LIVE?"
"You can’t expect us to completely alter our lives because of the whim of some four-hundred-year-old dead princess, can you?"
"You might as well drop it. Really, Amelia, RED nails? Are you trying to give me a stroke?"