“So all you want is a kiss?" I asked. A little voice in my head said I was heading for one of those slippery slopes. I told the little voice to shut up.
"Well, maybe more than one. But basically, yeah.”

“If a little voice in your head is telling you something is up, maybe you should listen.”

“I remember the days I used to be intimidated by the little voice inside my head. Now, I have overcome it.”

“What a liberation to realize that the "voice in my head" is not who I am. Who am I then? The one who sees that.”

“So what's one little kiss, one tiny little touch?
Aah, he's wanting it so much.
I swear that this is royal blood, running through my skin.
Oh, can you see the state I'm in?
Kiss it better, kiss it better.”

“I don't have a "you can't do this" voice in my head.”

“I am stronger when Tessa is here, you see. I told it to you," said Jem, still in the same soft voice.

At that, Will did duck his head so that Tessa could not see his eyes. "I see it," he said.”

“Oh, he is cute!” Shane said in a fake girly voice. “Gee, maybe we can ask him out!”
“Shut up, you weasel. Claire, hit him!”

“Maybe you want to give me kisses sweet,
But only for one night with no repeat.
Maybe you'd go away and never call,
And a taste of honey is worse than none at all (oh little girl)
Oh little girl, in that case I don't want no part. (I do believe that)
That would only break my heart.
Oh, but if you feel like loving me,
If you got the notion,
I second that emotion.”

“You are avake, yah?" said a voice in a horribly recognizable accent.
"Yah," I muttered, rubbing my head. "And you are still a jerk, yah?”