Quotes from Robyn Schneider

we're two sides of the same tragic coin, its like we were tied together before we even met

No quería darte un beso de despedida (he ahí el problema), quería darte un beso de buenas noches (y la diferencia es inmensa).»   E

By the time I packed up, I wondered if I'd really been looking for Cassidy after all, or if I'd been hoping to find myself.

Biblically, Faulkner. We know each other biblically.

Yeah, I heard that too," I said, not liking the way Luke had casually thrown around the term my old friends used to express the exclusivity of their little events. "It's like Animal Farm." "You mean Animal House," Luke corrected. "The movie about frat parties." I shook my head. "No, I mean Animal Farm. You know: Some animals are more equal than other animals.

The Latham Time Warp. Sometimes a day last an hour, and sometimes it lasts a year.

I went to sleep every night that week waiting for whatever it was between the two of us to start traveling at the speed of flashlights, but it never did. As always, she left me wanting more, and dreaming of what it would be like if I ever got it.

But how will we learn from our mistakes if we don't make any?

Here, Faulkner. Behold the girly texts," Toby said, holding out his phone. "And note that I put up with them solely due to our friendship.

You really know how to pick 'em, don't you?" Toby joked. "I think I'm cursed.

1) sharing a bed isn't nearly as intimate as making out in a too-small backseat, 2) inexplicably, some bras unhook in the front, and 3) Cassidy hadn't known I was Jewish.

The way I figured it, keeping quiet was safe. Words could betray you if you chose the wrong ones, or mean less if you used too many. Jokes

That's not to say we were totally innocent of any public displays of affection; there was some hand-holding and the occasional hurried good-bye kiss on even days, when we had different sixth periods.

Who is this?' I asked. 'Phoebe Bridgers,' she said. 'I'll make you a playlist.

Ever wanted to make out in an elevator?" I asked, grinning.

but I didn't care, because the magnificent possibility of kissing Cassidy Thorpe had turned into an indisputable fact of my daily existence...

I shrugged and waited for the doors to close before sliding my arm around her waist.

I still think that everyone's life, no matter how unremarkable, has a singular tragic encounter after which everything that really matters will happen. That moment is the catalyst – the first step in the equation. But knowing the first step will get you nowhere – it's what comes after that determines the result. So who was I in the aftermath of my personal tragedy?

She rested her hand on my arm, and we walked toward the gazebo. 'Nope,' I said, steering her away. 'That's a sad place. We don't go there.

We mourn the future because it's easier than admitting that we're miserable in the present'...'Then maybe we're not mourning the future,' I said. 'We're mourning ourselves.

SOMETIMES I THINK that everyone has a tragedy waiting for them, that the people buying milk in their pajamas or picking their noses at stoplights could be only moments away from disaster.

haven't you ever thought about it?' Nick asked. 'What you want to leave behind, and what you don't?' 'Not really.

That everyone's life, no matter how unremarkable, has a moment when it will become extraordinary—a single encounter after which everything that really matters will happen.

The saying at Latham was 'Welcome to the rotation,' but the unspoken second half of that phrase was 'you can exit through either of two doors.