The Block Party Quotes
"If you all knew what I know, you’d be running from this party as fast as you could, not playing cornhole, that’s for sure."
"Tomorrow she’d restart her sobriety. Worse things had happened."
"The days were long, but the years were short—a cliché, but that didn’t make it untrue."
"I’m not a prude about mind-altering substances, either. My friends on the school’s climate crisis committee always spark up after our weekly meeting, and I don’t mind."
"I have some fun for one day… and you lecture me like a child."
"You don’t need to handle her with kid gloves. You can push her and she’ll still love you."
"Weezer. We’re seeing Weezer tonight. Not the Wiggles. Good god, did I waste this ticket on you?"
"If you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything at all."
"Let’s just move on and have a good night out."
"I’m helping the environment by biking to work."
"Legal battles are nothing but stress and pressure, even if you’re fighting them for other people."
"I suppose all relationships have a dark side."
"I’m just saying, if you want to meet someone new, just say the word and I’ll make it happen."
"I thought I knew her—didn’t think much of her, to be honest."
"Her drinking seems to be getting worse."
"We’ve all bought into the narrative that relationships have to be a certain way."
"Let’s forget all about it and just go home."
"I guess when you’re trying to become the next tech billionaire, things like breathable air don’t really matter that much."
"Interesting that you take the long way to get to the supermarket as well. It’s nice to know that others appreciate Meadowbrook’s more scenic beauty."
"It’s not how this works. This is an emotional time for you both, but I’m asking that you take the emotion out of it while we are in this room."
"You are not going to leave here feeling like you won."
"If getting married had been as difficult as getting divorced, I suspected I’d be out of work in a few years."
"This isn’t a place to air your grievances. It’s not a forum for name-calling or mudslinging."
"Who knows? My recollections certainly don’t come from my parents. We never talk about this."
"You can’t have a strange man lurking in the woods, spying on people, and not do something about it."
"I’ve been preparing for that possibility for the past year now."
"You may feel resentful, sad, angry, or all three at once. That’s fine, but you need to step outside to vent your frustrations and feelings in private."
"We’re all sick of you. So I’ll say it again—get out of here. Now."
"My mom is fond of saying that if everyone threw their problems up in the air, people would race to catch their own."
"Secret kids have a way of tearing families apart."
"Sometimes, things are better left unknown. It’s never a problem then. Ignorance is bliss, right?"
"We’re not calling anybody," Ken fumed. "I’ll take care of this myself."
"Thank you," Riley whispers. "You’re the best friend I have."
"I won’t bother to explain the food to which you are already accustomed," Samir said.
"That’s okay," Riley says, "I don’t play any instruments."
"No offense, Lettie, but you don’t really know what I need right now."
"You’re the one who wanted to go digging for secrets, not me," Jay says.
I can’t find my phone," Riley said. "It’s not in my bag.
"We are so damn lucky," Emily said, wrapping her arms around Alex. "He’s going to be fine—at least physically."
"You can’t blame a teenager for breaking up with her boyfriend," Ken said.
"It’s a picture-perfect scene, unlike the holidays themselves," Lettie thought.
"He told me that what we’re doing is wrong and we can’t be together anymore," Riley sobbed.
"You’re young, beautiful, brilliant…" Lettie reassured Riley.
"We both know what this is really about, Alex," Samir said.
"I think I have a drinking problem," Alex confessed.
"Happy birthday, Lettie," Jay said, lighting a candle on a scone.
"How’d everything get this screwed up?" Willow asked, burying her face in her hands.
"It’s okay, sweetie," Willow reassured Lettie as she cried.
"I thought it was strange that Dylan found it behind my dresser," Emily said.
"You can’t do that!" Lettie yelled at Dylan over the phone.
"I guess my work here is done," Bug Man in his oddly nasal voice. "Maybe I’ll just leave you a flyer."
"I just kept him out of prison for rape." He surveyed Ken’s motionless form, raising the bottle as if making a toast. He drank more.
"I felt alive again. I got it in my head that revenge would heal me, and I decided to make that my mission in life—to seek justice on my own terms and in my own way."
"I saw him do it in my camera feed while I was watching him stumble about."
"I can take a punch, or two, or twenty—whatever. I can take it because I have you, and Dylan and Logan, and my friends, and Mom, and faith in myself, too."
"You won’t have any debt when you graduate," he says. "We’re lucky, Lettie. We have the money."
"You seem to be having fun." Dad eyes me with suspicion. "I’m worried about you."
"She’s making a point," Dad speculates. "Free country, all that."
"I guess if you want to know, then you’ll have to ask me again. You have to say it, Lettie. This time you’re going to have to ask to be stung."