I act as if I don’t care if people dislike me. Deep down, I secretly enjoy it.
Tears don’t fix anything. So I vowed to never do it again.
Do you make a habit of scaring the hell out of people?[Tyler Galpin]It’s more of a hobby.[Wednesday Addams]
If you hear me screaming bloody murder, there’s a good chance I’m just enjoying myself.[to Eugene]
I know I’m stubborn, single-minded and obsessive. But those are all traits of great writers. Yes, and serial killers. [to Thing]
You remind me of my brother, sans the desire to strangle him every waking moment.[to Eugene]
You must be the self-appointed Queen Bee. Interesting thing about bees. Pull out their stingers, and they drop dead.[to Bianca]
This is far too unique to wear to something like class. I suggest we wait for a more special occasion, like a funeral.[to Enid, about the snood]
Darling, we aren’t the ones who got you expelled. That boy’s family was going to file attempted murder charges. How would that have looked on your record?[Morticia Addams]Terrible. Everyone would know I failed to get the job done.[Wednesday Addams]
You’re like a cockroach.[Tyler Galpin]Please, flattery will get you nowhere.[Wednesday Addams]
People like me and you, we’re different. We’re original thinkers, intrepid outliers in this vast cesspool of adolescence. We don’t need these inane rites of passage to validate who we are. [to Eugene]
Let’s assess, shall we? Bag over my head for optimal disorientation, wrists tied tight enough to cut off circulation, and no idea if I’m going to live or die. It’s definitely my kind of party.
