Quotes from Jenny Han

As I bicycle home, it starts to rain, cold, almost-snow kind of rain, and I'm glad. I can blame my wet cheeks on the rain.

It's a known fact that in life, you can't have everything.

It still feels weird to spend money on Christmas trees. Back when Mom was alive, we'd go out "tree hunting." That's what she called it, anyway. I think other people might use the word "trespassing.

Love is scary: it changes; it can go away.

This is our story.

It's the connection between two people that can't be severed, even when love turns to hate. You still have those old feelings for them; you can't ever completely shake them loose of you; you will always have tenderness in your heart for them.

I think that time might be different for young people. The minutes longer, stronger, more vibrant.

Although I'm tired, and it feels like years since I had a good night's rest, I can't bring myself to fall asleep. It's like I've forgotten how.

I like you so much I don't know what to do with it. My heart beats so fast when I know I'm going to see you again.

Do you like Cam?" the girl asked me casually. I wondered how she knew him—I thought he'd been a nobody just like me. "I barely even know him," I told her, and her face relaxed. She was relieved. I recognized that look in her eyes—dreamy and hopeful. It must have been the way I looked when I used to talk about Conrad, used to try to think of ways to insert his name into conversation. It made me sad for her, for me.

I didn't have that kind of friendship, the forever kind of friendship that will last your whole life through, no matter what.

The non-dating type? What kind of type is that? A little mushroom who sits at home in a semidark room growing moss?

He doesn't know it, but when Peter talks about Genevieve, he gets a certain softness in his face. It's tenderness mixed with impatience. And something else. Love. Peter can protest all he wants, but I know he still loves her.

This is two romantic things in a row, so I figure I should praise him accordingly, because the boy responds well to positive reinforcement.

people who don't face their problems head-on are the worst kind of cowards.

So what would you have asked for if you won?" He doesn't hesitate even one beat. "Your peanut butter chocolate cake with my name written in Reese's Pieces.

He kissed like he was drowning and I was air. It was passionate, and desperate, and like nothing I had ever experienced before. This was what people meant when they said the earth stopped turning. It felt like a world outside of that care, that moment, didn't exist. It was just us.

There's nothing crazier than a Christmas tree all lit up.

Lara Jean, why do you have to remember every little thing? It's not healthy.

Up close, your face wasn't so much handsome as beautiful.

I could survive for months, years, on a crush. It was like food. It could sustain me.

That's how I'm feeling about everything these days: ugh. No.

It's the kind of love that doesn't know better and doesn't want to—it's dizzy and foolish and fierce.

society is far too caught up in shaming a woman for enjoying sex and applauding a man