Top 96 Jenny B. Jones Quotes
#2. Kids who have been tossed around some, we just want to be accepted. And who is the most accepting group on a school campus? The troublemakers. It may not be right, but sometimes it's as close to right as we can find.
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#3. My host sister had crossed over to the dark side.
Desperation had just made this good girl go bad.
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#4. Filming wraps up next week, then I'm officially retiring my fangs."
"Girls' hearts will be shattered."
He tipped up my chin, and his steady gaze locked on mine.
"I'm only worried about one girl's heart." Oh. My
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#5. My eyes traced the lines of my hips, my convex stomach, the legs beneath my jeans.
What did the world see in me?
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#7. Logic doesn't always lead us down the right path. Logic tells us not to take chances. Not to chase after that risk. To ignore the what ifs. I guess part of growing up is deciding when to listen to your head...and when to listen to your heart.
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#8. I believe God spoke to you at cliffs. Her hand came to rest on the top of my head. But perhaps you weren't truly listening
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#9. Because you will never, ever have the life God's planned for you as long as you're holding on to that fear. You can't swim to shore if you never let go of that life preserver.
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#11. Sir, your friend needs to put her seat belt on."
"As much as I like a lovely girl leaning on my shoulder," a lilting voice whispered near my ear, "I think you might want to listen to the flight attendant.
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#12. I loved him for the dad he didn't have to be. But was.
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#13. Bella,leave the aggressive stuff to me."
My heart quirks in my chest. I may not like this guy but that sounded so hot. "Um ... " Focus,focus. "What?
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#14. So far I was the family screwup.
But that was going to change.
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#15. Finally the lock clicked. And the door opened. And there Lucy stood. An angel with a halo of blonde frizz. He stared at what they both knew was an absolute disaster and said the only thing he could. I love it.
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#17. We know fun. Like two weekends ago we stayed up all night watching a documentary marathon on the brain." She rolled her eyes toward Erin. "We're positively wild.
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#18. children are. Moms to push their swings. Dads to wipe the dirt off scraped knees. Beyond the park there's a water
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#19. And as for girls who try to stay away from me - my charm always wears them down."
"I'm up-to-date on my shots, so I'm pretty much immune to everything.
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#20. I love it when God takes a big stirring spoon to plans. That's when life gets good.
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#21. Dream about me while you're in school."
"Would that be with or without your false teeth?"
He gave me a slow wink. "They're fangs."
"Kind of sad you have to use props to get the girls."
"It's absolutely tragic, isn't it?" His smile reached his eyes. "Be sure to put me on your prater list.
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#22. I had finally, finally contracted the Love Plague. And the only remedy was Andrew James Wesley Levin. A boy so fabulous his parents had to give him three names just to contain all the wonder.
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#23. Fake flattery or not, his words spiked my system with happy. Behold, the power of a guy paying attention to a girl.
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#24. One of these days really soon, you're going to be able to say, 'I know what it is to be wanted, what it is to be loved. I know what home is, and I'm right where I'm supposed to be.
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#25. The wrong boy will bore you or annoy you," Mom said. "But the right one? He'll make you laugh, make you feel special.
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#26. The boy was a trained actor, letting me see only what he wanted me to.
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#27. The air stilled, suspended with unspoken words, heavy thoughts, and two people who couldn't look away from one another.
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#28. He framed my face now, and I met his stare in the dark of the car. "I think you're beautiful." My heart folded like an origami swan.
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#29. Dig deep into that cold, callous heart of yours, Frankie.
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#30. Don't hang on to old hurts. You can spend your years blaming God, blaming other people. But in the end it was a choice.
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#31. Something about the music of nature and the dimming light loosened my tongue. "Music is my life. The only thing that made sense the last few years."
"I can't imagine you failing at anything.
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#32. God, help me with my immunity force field with this boy. Falling for him would bring nothing but trouble. And I've had plenty already.
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#34. I'm sorry for Cathleen. She can be ... difficult.
Two-year-olds were difficult. That woman was a terrorist.
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#35. So you like it here in Truman?" I pull my eyes from the road and face my stepbrother. "I'm about to weird you out, so brace yourself." "Nuh-uh. Don't do it. Do notsay - " "I love you." "Oh, man! Dude." I start to giggle.
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#36. My church-inspired conclusion was that she was obviously a proud woman, so if she was anything like me, sympathy would not win her over. After my brother's dissapearance, there was nothing I detested more than people oozing with softly spoken words and hugs that went on way too long.
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#37. Sorry, Christina, both my parents have gotten married within six months. I just need some time to adjust. oh, and plus, i don't like you.
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#38. Maybe you should stop going by want you feel. He opened my hand and pressed the flower in my grip. And start going by what you know is truth.
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#39. This is a great turtle, Katie." "James." Millie brings the waffles to the table. "Are you blind?" Yeah, you tell him, Millie. Some people just can't appreciate good art. Millie holds her folded napkin up proudly. "It's a frog." True artists (like Picasso or me) are always misunderstood.
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#40. Oh, to be the author of prison letters. It's a young girl's dream come true.
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#41. We girls can sometimes be like wild animals, able to sniff out the strongest among us.
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#42. Wow. Being responsible sure takes it out of you. This calls for a Pop-Tart.
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#43. Budge and I were sworn enemies from day one. But ever since the day I lifted the lid on the craziness that killed his best friend last fall, Budge has been extremely nice to me. We talk all the time. Like last week he said, "Hey, moron, can you pass the milk?"
That's some good progress.
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#44. Surprised? That was like saying the Middle East was a little tumultuous. That the ocean was big enough to swim in. That Channing Tatum was a wee bit attractive. Surprised was a paltry word for what I felt.
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#45. Family isn't about genetics. It's about the people who love you.
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#46. Can you tell me what happened?"
Her lips thinned as she shook her head. "'Tis not a happy tale."
"You have me reading a book about a girl who tries to kill an entire town. Anything else at this point would be a pick me up.
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#47. I knew this place. These rocks. That water. That sky.
I breathed it all in. Tried to memorize it's smell, the taste of it on my tongue. It was completely new,yet familiar all at the same time. My eyes failed me, as I couldn't take it in fast enough.
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#48. He says that it's okay to be fearful. That some of God's strongest warriors were frightened. The difference between a believer and the rest of the world is that we press on. We can be shaking in our boots, but we don't turn back.
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#49. STEELE MARKOV
I'm trapped. In this vampire body. In a world that doesn't understand me. I don't want immortality ... I want my freedom.
Fangs in the Night scene 5, page 24
Fierce Brothers Studios
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#50. What is it you want, Finley Sinclair?"
Some peace. Some healing. To hear God's voice again.
I wanted to find my brother's Ireland. To put it into song.
And I wanted my heart back.
"I'll know it when I find it." I looked past Beckett and into the night sky. "Or when it finds me.
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#51. Are you ready for me to read?" I took her outstretched cup and placed it on the bedside table.
"I was ready ten minutes ago. If you wait any longer I'll have time to write a novel meself.
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#52. Does your love reach this far, God? And if it extends to heaven and beyond ... why can't it seem to find me?
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#53. You can't walk on water holding all that weight, it just makes you sink right down. Let it go.
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#54. When I get to heaven one day, I'm going to ask God how it's possible that time moves so much quicker on the weekends than on school days.
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#55. I have things to tell you, but I don't think there's any point. It's like you took a can opener and peeled the lid off my heart and leaped out the day Will died. Why are you so silent? Of all times to leave me alone.
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#56. You can't buy happiness. You can't earn it. God isn't counting all the deals you're racking up.
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#57. What's hard is not having that hope. I can't imagine going through bad times without that peace. Without that surrender, life just eats you up. Spits you out. Wears you down to nothing.
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#58. Make me proud my little first-grader" he said, fist pumping robbie "and, remember rule number one above all"
"Right" he replies "don't talk politics
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#59. Hasn't shown a single sign of wanting to stone me for my misdeeds and poor choice of friends, so what's a little
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#60. Funny how when I was in this room, I breathed easier. When I saw her, the muscles in my shoulders loosened. I could just ... be myself.
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#61. That will give me time to hang out with Finley." His thin eyebrows waggled. "Show her what a real man can do with Legos.
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#62. There's nothing you're searching for that can't be found in Ireland-God, good music, beautiful landscapes, wonderful food, maybe even parts of yourself. You just have to be brave enough to look.
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#63. You can talk to your old dad about anything, you know. Except boys. And bras. And that Bieber fellow.
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#64. I love that feeling, when music rumbles in your chest and soaks all the way through, like it's a part of you.
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#65. You sounded down on the phone yesterday. You can talk to your old dad about anything, you know. Except boys. And bras. And that Bieber fellow.
- Dad
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#67. In all these things, I am more than victorious through Him who loves me.
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#68. With the way all the girls are looking at you, I might never get my chance.' I glanced behind us. 'Heck, even that big boy in the blue suit over there is watching you like candy.'
'It's possible I might've offered him a slow dance.
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#69. My sock cut off my circulation, my uniform sweater itched, and my underwear seemed to be staging some sort of revolt to make me as uncomfortable as possible.
And this were the good points of the day.
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#70. Did you know that at some point, a mama eagle pushes her babies out of the nest? She shoves them right out, and they have to fly to survive the fall." "And if they don't fly?" "I guess they don't buy her a Mother's Day present.
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#71. Those eyes. So dark, a brown that held mysteries and promises I knew better than to think were for me. Yet when they were trained on me like they were now, my insides melted like gooey Nutella.
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#72. And now?" came my dad's voice. "Now who am I?"
"The man who chose his girlfriend over his family." I turned and looked at my father. "Someone whose words I don't believe.
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#75. Sugar Lips, you have a guest in the fourth dimension. I repeat, you have a guest in the fourth dimension. This is Tijuana Daddy, over and out. ~Julian
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#77. Do you realize what a special assignment you have here?
I just stared at her. Special assignment would me like interviewing Lady Gaga. This was just cruel and unusual torture.
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#78. She just asked me to pick her up some tampons and a Yoo-Hoo." ~Alex Sinclair
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#79. Don't stop at the Ford's because they're at Gerald Flatt's," a short kid says in passing.
"Super dooper!" Granny's dentures clickity-clack. "Don't stomp on the Lord just because it's raining cats." She nods and adjusts her hearing aid. "Those are words to live by, little man!
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#80. My own forecast? How about stressful with a hundred percent chance of freaking out.
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#81. - We don't even like each other.
- I pretty much can't stand you.
And then his lips crushed to mine.
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#82. I'd had too many moments when I had needed saving. But I wanted those to be over.
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#83. Maybe kids are like parents - we don't pick them, you know? We just gotta work with what we've got.
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#84. God, why can't I get over this? I've conquered so many things, met so many challenges head-on. Yet today just proved ... some things you can never leave behind.
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#85. I see who I am reflected in your eyes. I know what you think about me. But what if I told you, you were wrong?
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#86. I smiled at my champion, but he just shook his head and muttered more words in Spanish. I was pretty sure he either called me a beautiful tropical flower or a raving lunatic. Sometimes I get my nouns mixed up.
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#87. 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42
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#88. Make me proud today, Robmeister. Keep your hands to yourself and remember rule number one above all things.'
'Don't discuss politics.'
'No, the other one.'
Robbie nods. 'Don't eat glue.' He drops his chin. 'It's my weakness.
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#89. His, sis, guess what? You're going to be an aunt! Lucy and I just found out we're having a baby. If it comes out screaming, we're naming it after you.
Much love,
Alex
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#90. This is Ireland, Finley. It's rough. It's wild. And it is holy.
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#91. Budge stomps into the room. "Do you know you have a blob of brown stuff on your nose?" "My life is in the crapper." "I think it left a souvenir on your face.
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#92. God, I don't know what lies ahead or what will happen next. But you're going to be there, aren't you? Even when the world tricks me into thinking you're not. Things are going to be different. *I'm* going to be different. And I'm going to get it right this time.
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#94. I'm about to as you a favor.
And I'm about to tell you no.
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#95. Get out and see the town. Get to know the land, the people." Her eyes sparkled with joy. "It's a beautiful place. Full of life. Everywhere I look, I see God.
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#96. A door in my heart cracked open an inch, and hope walked in.
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