Jennifer Armentrout Quotes

It's quite ironic I suppose, it's that thing about being in a group when you all start out as friends and then invariably end up hating each other. So I just thought they needed telling really, in case they were labouring under the apprehension that they were still friends.

It's all realistic, if you get a group of ladies and you stick them together almost every day for three, four months you're going to have some catfights.

Evil is in the face of every frat guy that ever raised a beer cup and went "whoooooo!"

And I don't know what I'd do at a fraternity party. All that might be a little lost on me.

I knew that I wanted to meet girls, so I joined a fraternity, and I did yoga.

I'm not good at confrontation. I know my strengths. I like company. And I am not a great arguer... I do find it much easier talking to people I like about things we both like.

I made 'Going Greek', which was a very sort of crappy fraternity comedy that I did back in 2000.

In wider spaces, people bearing historical grudges with each other were separated by the muting qualities of distance.

When you have a group of 30 people together, there's going to be people who don't like each other. That's just simple facts.

Because if you get someone who is a bit of a diva or are just not on the same page it can be a nightmare - and I'd rather go out knowing they've had an amazing time and we've got on than win the Glitterball although you've just had a horrible time and the person was horrible.

I eliminated stress by eliminating people that I don't enjoy working with.

If I feel somebody is getting volatile and taking things in other way, I better stay away from that person.

So they left the subject and played croquet, which is a very good game for people who are annoyed with one another, giving many opportunities for venting rancor.

I like to go to the frat house and drink with my white friends, because anytime you go drinking at the frat house, white boys bring you a drink and hand it to you like it's a top CIA secret. They'll hand me my drink, and I'll go, 'Man, what the hell is in this?' 'Dude, don't worry. Don't ask, just drink it. I'll see you in 20 minutes.' Next thing you know, I'm buck naked, standing on a coffee table, with a cowboy hat.

I'm a computer freak. I'm on the Internet every night. Sometimes I play dungeons and dragons with 15-year-old boys who think I'm a 15-year-old boy with a weird vocabulary.

I told you I didn't want to fight with Charlie." "Nobody said that you had to." I glowered at him. "I can't help myself when he gets all bossy like that―my natural teenage instincts overpower me.

The existence of other people is essentially awkward.

Never start a sentence with the words 'No offense.

It was darkly rumoured that the butler, regarding him with favour such as that stern man had never shown before to mortal boy, had sometimes mingled porter with his table beer to make him strong.

Finally, I decided that the proper strategy was to stare back. Boys do not have a monopoly on the Staring Business, after all. So I looked him over and soon it was a staring contest. After a while the boy smiled, and then finally his blue eyes glanced away. When he looked back at me, I flicked my eyebrows up to say, I win. He shrugged

The awful thing is we don't respect each other.

if you are perfectly willing to shock an individual verbally, the next thing you will be doing is to shock him practically.

You know, most boys would enjoy being trapped in close quarters with a girl." I roll my eyes. "Not claustrophobic people, Tris.

Well, a good ole boy is somebody that rides around in a pick-up truck - which I do - and drinks beer and puts 'em in a litter bag. A redneck's one that rides around in a truck and drinks beer and throws 'em out the window.

Some tribes [of monkeys] have taken to washing potatoes in the river before eating them, others have not. Sometimes migrating groups of potato-washers meet non-washers, and the two groups watch each other's strange behavior with apparent bewilderment. But unlike the inhabitants of Lilliput, who fought holy crusades over the question at which end to break the egg, the potato-washing monkeys do not go to war with the non-washers, because the poor creatures have no language which would enable them to declare washing a diving commandment and eating unwashed potatoes a deadly heresy.