Adorkable Quotes

“The Ad♥rkable Manifesto

1. We have nothing to declare but our dorkiness.
2. Jumble sales are our shopping malls.
3. Better to make cookies than be a cookie-cutter.
4. Suffering doesn’t necessarily improve you but it does give you something to blog about.
5. Experiment with Photoshop, hair dye, nail polish and cupcake flavours but never drugs.
6. Don’t follow leaders, be one.
7. Necessity is the mother of customisation.
8. Puppies make everything better.
9. Quiet girls rarely make history.
10. Never shield your oddness, but wear your oddness like a shield.”
― Sarra Manning, Adorkable

“There’s only one thing I know— have always known— that I wanted out of life. And it’s you.”
― Cookie O'Gorman, Adorkable

“It was just she was so full of bullshit and someone needed to call her on it and...and...she reacted so beautifully.”
― Sarra Manning

“Kiss her again in the name of science.”
― Eve Langlais, B785

“Anna practically leapt out of bed and skidded across the floor in her bare feet. She didn't bother looking in the mirror. Her long red hair, which she had unbraided the night before, couldn't be that messy, could it? Hmmm... maybe she'd give it a quick glance before she pulled off her nightdress. She looked in the mirror. Not good. Her hair looked like a bird's nest.
Did she have time to fix it?
She had to fix it.
Where was her brush?
It should have been on the desk like it always was, but it wasn't there. Where was it?
Think, Anna. She remembered brushing her hair the morning before at the window seat, because it had the best view of Arendelle. Looking at Arendelle made her start dreaming about Arendelle and what she'd do when she someday moved there. She'd have her own bake shop, of course, and her cookies would be so popular that people would be lined up day and night to purchase them. She'd meet new people and make friends, and it all sounded so glorious she had started singing and spinning around the room with the hairbrush... Oh! Now she remembered where she had flung it.”
― Jen Calonita, Conceal, Don't Feel

“If you come, I promise not to scream your name and run into you, like I've done twice already," she said. "Think about it."
"I don't know, that's a nice way to be greeted."
"You say that now, but wait until I do it to you in public."
He stared at her before saying, "You're exactly how I imagined you."
"Thank you," she said, delighted with the idea of him imagining anything about her. But then, "Wait. Was that a compliment?"
"Yes," he said, "it was a compliment.”
― Sarah Addison Allen, Other Birds

“Yes. I'm going to talk to her. Maybe." Kristoff huffed. "You, Bulda, Grand Pabbie... you act like this is so easy! They may be so-called love experts, but they've never left the valley."
Sven snorted.
"Hi," Anna interrupted, feeling funny. She was suddenly very aware of how she looked, and how he did, too. Kristoff had on a bright blue dress shirt and clean pants. She was wearing a green dress under a flour-and-icing-covered apron. Her braids, which she'd had in for two days, needed refreshing. "Were you looking for me? I mean, not actually looking, but you're here, so maybe... you're hungry?"
He immediately blushed. "What? Yes. I mean, no. I..." He pressed a bunch of carrots into her hands. "I just wanted to give you what I owed you."
"Oh." Anna looked down. "You didn't have to bring me back- oof!"
Sven had bumped into Anna, sending her flying into Kristoff's arms. The two tumbled backward, falling onto several stacks of flour Anna's parents hadn't had a chance to bring into the shop yet.
"This is awkward," Anna said, struggling to get up. 'Not because you're awkward. Because we're... I'm... awkward." She stood up. "You're gorgeous. Wait, what?”
― Jen Calonita, Conceal, Don't Feel

“He nods at the offering I haven't quite let go of, the note now crinkled in my death grip. Guess we're doing this. I thrust the cheese toward him, unable to look away from the wall behind him as I do. He takes it and when his head tips down to read the note, I watch the smirk fall from his face.

B,
Let's go on that date. When's gouda for you?
R

"Reese..." Benny looks up and meets my eyes, a series of expressions flashing across his face. Blankness bordering on confusion to surprise, then, finally, to absolute eye-twinkling, toothy-smiled elation. "I didn't know you were so cheesy.”
― Kaitlyn Hill, Love from Scratch

“Totes.”
― Sara Manning

“―Eres el mejor, el novio más comprensivo del mundo entero.
Suspira y me devuelve mi abrazo.
―No, no lo soy... soy el novio más manipulable en el mundo entero.”
― Colleen Hoover, Hopeless

“He caught her staring at him and gave her a sly look.
"Super impressed with being with a real live criminal, huh?" he asked, smiling with surprisingly nice white teeth.
"I'm super impressed with anyone who can fight and knows these woods and the world so well. I guess Gina does, too."
"Yes, Gina." He frowned. "She's kind of a weirdo. Nice weirdo, mind you. But very, very odd."
A flurry of thoughts winged their way through Rapunzel's head like a confused flock of birds on a late summer test flight. She couldn't separate the different feathered things out.
She was also puzzled by the look on Flynn's face: he raised his eyebrows and sort of gazed at her, turning his head so it was a little sideways. He smiled so that his lips stretched wide at the corners but remained partially closed over his teeth.
Obviously it was some sort of expression Gothel didn't make but that other people commonly used.
So she tried to copy him.
"What are you doing?" Flynn asked.
"I 'on't ow," Rapunzel responded, keeping her lips in the same half position. "'at are oo oing?"
"Okay, you're kind of a weirdo, too. No wonder you two get along so well," Flynn said, shaking his head and dropping the look. "Usually the smolder works on all the ladies."
"Oh, you were trying to..." Rapunzel began to giggle. Books #27 and #28 were tales of knights and damsels and adventures--- with more than a touch of romance.
Flynn looked offended.
"No, please try again!" Rapuunzel begged.
"Oh, the mood's gone. Forget it," he said, rolling his eyes. But he smiled-- a real smile this time, a natural one.”
― Liz Braswell, What Once Was Mine

“The Daisy he knew was young and innocent and had fully embraced her position on the high school geek squad. Her clothes had been quirky and weird, a mix of accessories, colors, patterns, and fandoms that she'd combined into a unique geek-chic style. She'd tied her long, dark hair in a ponytail so it didn't get in the way when she was helping the freshmen with their computer programs, mixing chemicals for science fair projects, or studying for the latest math competition.”
― Sara Desai, The Dating Plan

“As much as I'd love to cut ties with the civilized world and change my permanent address to this rock ledge right here with you, and believe me I would"----I smirk as he pulls his phone out of his pocket, glancing at the screen for just a moment before sliding it back----"I think Nia and Lily are making brunch, so everyone's gonna be up and at 'em soon. And neither us showing up late nor the smug, my-dreams-just-came-true look on my face would help us keep people from suspecting anything romantic is going on here. Which I'm guessing, at least for now, is what we still want? To keep it quiet?"
I bring my forehead to his shoulder, concealing my red face. "Agreed, Bento box, but in that case, I'm gonna need you to stop making me blush so hard.”
― Kaitlyn Hill, Love from Scratch

“Is today your birthday?" That made him smile, the same smile from his early school photos. She found herself thinking, There you are.
"I'm nineteen. And I finally got to meet you in person on this day, of all days. That's a pretty good present." Oh, God, Did she just say that? She made a pained face, which made him laugh.
"I'm glad I could oblige," he said.”
― Sarah Addison Allen, Other Birds

“Alexander thinks she's so sweet, she's going to give his heart cavities.”
― Katrina Kwan, Knives, Seasoning, & A Dash of Love

“As she processed all of these sensations, she saw Gabe watching her from the kitchen, an eager puppy-dog look on his face. She couldn't help but beam her enjoyment back at him.
For the first time in a very long time, she felt completely happy. It was as if this night, which had seemed so awful at first, was designed in such a way that the lowest lows could build to the highest highs.”
― Adam D. Roberts, Food Person