Quotes from Jenny Han

It's starting to make sense to me. Why he'd go along with a scheme like this, why he'd spend his time with someone like me. It's not so he can move on from Gen. It's so he can't. I'm just his excuse. I'm holding Genevieve's place for her. When that piece makes sense, everything else starts to.

Sometimes I wish we met when we were 27. 27 sounds like a good age to meet the person you're going to spend the rest of your life with. At 27, you are still young, but hopefully you are well on your way to being the you you want to be.

Wanna hear something funny?" "What?" "I think I started liking you.

I don't want them to have another baby. If they have a baby, I'll be in the middle. I'll be nothing." "Hey!" I object. "I'm in the middle now!

Nunca digas que no cuando en realidad quieres decir que sí.

Hear me out, just for a minute. Please. I'm begging you." He sounded strangled and hoarse.

She laughs. "Except you, Lara Jean. You're still itty-bitty pocket-sized." She says it sweetly. Like sweetened condensed milk. Sweet and condescending. Poured on super thick. I

Dutifully I knock on the table. "What does knock on wood even mean?" Daddy perks up. "Actually, it's thought to come from Greek mythology. According to Greek myths, dryads lived in trees, and people would invoke them for protection. Hence knocking on wood: just that added bit of protection so as not to tempt fate.

God, I don't know! Quit interrogating me, Peter.

Everything's changing," I say, sighing.

What would you do if I got pregnant right now?" "Lara Jean, we're not even having sex. That would be the immaculate conception.

When we pull up in my driveway, Kitty runs out of the house and over to the car. "Spider-Man!" she shrieks. She's still in her ninja costume, though she's taken the mask off. "Are you coming inside?" I glance at Peter. "He can't. He has to go condition." Peter spends an hour a day conditioning for lacrosse. He's very dedicated to it. "Condition?" Kitty repeats, and I know she's imagining Peter washing his hair.

I blink. "So you're leaving for good, then?" "Not for good. Just for now.

I really wish Kitty were more of a reader like Margot and me.

The perfect chocolate chip cookie should have three rings. The center should be soft and a little gooey. The middle ring should be chewy. And the outer ring should be crispy" -Lara Jean

Girls understand each other in a way boys never will.

När hon kom ut från duschen, påklädd och med blött hår, tittade hon på mig med den där hoppfulla blicken, och jag tittade tillbaka som om jag inte kände igen henne. Helt tom. Jag såg hur hennes blick slocknade. Jag såg hur hennes kärlek till mig dog. Jag hade dödat den.

Jag slog näven i vattnet. Fan ta honom. Det här är en sak mellan mig och Belly. Den självbelåtne jäveln. Han skulle gifta sig med min tjej och jag kunde inte göra någonting åt det. Jag kunde bara stå och titta på, eftersom han var min bror, eftersom jag lovat. Ta hand om honom, Connie. Jag litar på dig.

It's the guarantee that no matter what happens to us in the future, this time was ours.

You can't protect him from being hurt, babe, no matter what you do. Being vulnerable, letting people in, getting hurt...it's all a part of being in love" -Trina

When something that terrible, that horrible happens to you, you don't want to talk about it with anyone. You want to bury it deep inside you and let it rest in peace. You want to forget it ever happened.

My dad used to say that with everything in life, there's the game-changing moment. The one moment everything else hinges upon, but you hardly ever know it at the time. The three-pointer early on in the second quarter that changes up the whole temp of the game. Wakes people up, brings them back to life. It all goes back to that one moment.

I just wouldn't want it to be less special, after we do it. I want it to always be a sacred thing, not something to take for granted because everybody else does it, or because we've done it before. I suppose anything can become ordinary or commonplace if you do it enough times, but my hope is that this never is. Not for us.

I don't answer. I just kiss him.