Quotes from Jessica Park

You have taught me that I am allowed to like myself as I am, at whatever stage I am in. I can change, I can stay the same, or I can be whoever it is that is right for me; but I can be satisfied. No, more than that. I can be proud. I can celebrate. That is what I am going to do.

What's happenin', the cakest of all my baby cakes?

I am hit with the enormity of the impact that this family is having in my life. They, and mostly Chris, are saving me. Or teaching me to save myself.

Solitude, which I both crave and detest.

Those one hundred and eighty seconds with Esben somehow threw me into a whirlwind. Either I get slammed to the ground by that force or I soar.

Justin stirred, smiling even before his eyes were open. "Well, hello. This person reaching up my shirt better be who I think it is, or I'm gonna freak out." Celeste pulled her hand away quickly. "Sorry." "Oh good, it is you," he murmured. "Why is there stopping? Why is there no more hand being all cute and awesome?

So I add frigid to the list. To that stupid mental inventory I try so hard not to keep. An increasingly large list of all my flaws. My inadequacies. My failures.

It's going to hurt until it doesn't anymore.

Where is my human pillow? Where are my clothes? Why am I alone in this bed? Do I smell coffee? Do I have a headache because I drank too much tequila or because someone hit me over the head while I was sleeping when I got frisky?

I will be brave. I will be brave. I will be brave. I will keep going.

I am very simply in love with you and everything that you are. Your past, your present, and your future.

Her body pressed against his felt like the most natural thing in the world, and the way she fit against him as though they were made for this embrace was overwhelming.

you're just....You're everything His words are perfect, but the tone in his voice is not right. Wistful. Apologetic.

So stay. It seems to take forever for him to answer, and his hands are still playing with my hair, his lips still darting against mine every few seconds. I can't He steps back and takes my hand to move me out of the way of the door. I'd give anything to stay, but I can't. You're stunning, Blythe. He gives me an almost-sad smile. But I just can't stay. It's too much.

Justin: I know where you live. Justin: Wait, I didn't mean that in a creepy way... Justin: Hello? Oh gawd... Did I freak you out? Justin: I just meant that I would know where to pick you up. And it's not like I'd show up in a van with the windows all blacked out. That'd be super creepy. Justin: I drive a Prius. Justin: Nobody gets abducted in a Prius, right?

Whether I like it or not, he is taking in pieces of me, just as I am taking in pieces of him, too.

I've read countless literary works that detail the longing and ache that characters have for someone they love, and over time, I have developed a strong belief that it's just dramatic bullshit meant to entice readers.

You know what feels better than anything physical?" Esben looks at me for a long time. "How it feels to be falling for someone the way that I'm falling for you.

What he did do was reach the driver's side door and throw a hand up in the air, punching the night sky twice. And under the fuzzy light from the moon, she could see him smile.

I'm considering whether or not to believe you. I need to run an algorithm on this. That's not funny. You might be trying to trick me into sleeping with you.

And the reason you've never heard of my favorite drink is barbecue you're probably an uptight coffeehouse, double-espresso, no-sugar kind of guy? I'm miserably transparent, huh? No. I'm a coffee psychic. You have that bitter double-espresso look about you. But today you're joining up with the masses and getting a Coolatta.

Finn is God: I reach between us and release the buckles that are holding us together. This is when I really panic. The ride up in the plane didn't scare me. Or the height or the jump or the noise. None of that scared me. Right now, only one thing does. Julie Seagle: Tell me. Finn is God: I'm terrified that when I undo that buckle and release you, that you'll get up and walk away from me. I can't think of anything more excruciating.

Julie sat back and laughed. I don't know about that. She looked into Matt's eyes. Even so, I love you. Matt smiled at her and winked. I know.

Celeste) Be the hero, Matty. Come on. You're supposed to be the hero now. The romatic lead. I know that, too, he said. Matt did not hesitate a moment longer. Julie, I love you. I absolutely love you.