Buffy, From your favorite Dingo ! Aroor ! - Devon Buffy, Sometimes I wish I knew what things would be like if you’d never come to Sunnydale. I guess we’ll never know, but knowing my luck, things would still work out crappy. - Cordelia Buffy, You’re my best friend. You know me better than anybody. And, I think, if I’d never known you, there’d be less of me to know. You’ve made me grow. Not in a getting bigger way. You know. Another way. - Willow Buffy – I have lived many years and never before had the chance to write in a yearbook. You gave me this and much more. As long as I am on this Earth, what we had lives on in me. - Angel Buff, in everyone else’s book I’m writing stuff about “all the great times we had”, but I’m not going to do that with you. We had great times, sure, but we had terrible, heart-tearing, scary times too, and these are the ones I’m gonna remember. Because those are the times when I got to know this amazing, brave girl. (That’s you, even if you didn’t get it.) And the really cool part? Even with everything that’s happened? It’s really just still starting. - Xander Buffy, thanks for all. Much remains unsaid. - Oz Buffy, I know moms don’t usually sign yearbooks, but I wanted to let you know how proud I am and how much I love you. - Mom Buffy Thank you for the talk in the tower and for everything. - Jonathan Buffy Summers – I take comfort in knowing this school will stand long after you leave it. - Principal Snyder Buffy – You have been a mystery and a challenge. More or less in a good way. - Wesley Dear Buffy, I’ve spent much of my life making guesses as to my father’s opinion of me. There are times when I’ve detected disappointment. Even a few when I think I’ve recognized satisfaction. I don’t want you to have to guess what I’m feeling as I watch you graduate. This is pure pride. - Giles Buffy: Willow tells me that to inscribe these words is to participate in an ancient ritual: you’re the sweetest. Don’t ever change! - Anya Buffy – Just remember, clear gloss over a warm color will help you with that washed-out cracked lip thing. - Harmony Buffmaster – You’re the bomb! - Larry .