Quotes from Jenny Han

You only get one senior year of high school, and I want you to enjoy it. You have a hot boyfriend and you got into a great school. Your birthday is coming up soon. This is the time to just be young and celebrate and enjoy each other!" "Yes, within reason, of course," Daddy says hastily.

My mom used to say not to go to college with a boyfriend, because you'll lose out on a true freshman experience." "Well, to be fair, your mom never met Peter Kavinsky. She didn't have all the facts. If she had met him…" Trina lets out a low whistle. "She might've been singing a different tune.

You don't get to change the story because you feel like it. I'm Éponine; you're Cosette! Don't make me out to be the Cosette!" Her lip curls. "What the fuck are you even talking about?" "Les Mis!" "I

All right, then we'll wait. Whatever my girl wants.

he was very into Sleepless in Seattle, which I was relieved for, because I just don't see how I could be with someone who doesn't like Sleepless in Seattle.

Kiss me like you missed me,

This is what Margot was talking about, this double standard. Boys will be boys, but girls are supposed to be careful: of our bodies, of our futures, of all the ways people judge us.

I look at prom dresses on my computer, and I laugh out loud every time I think about Daddy calling Peter my "hot boyfriend.

The clouds in his face clear away instantly, and he is sunny and bright again.

And Josh was never in a hot tub video with one of his daughters." "Oh my God, let it go already! My dad's forgotten about that." "Forgotten" might be too strong of a word. Maybe more like he's never brought it up again and he hopefully never will.

Tú no eres la primera —dice Peter—. Pero eres la más especial para mí, porque eres la chica que amo, Lara Jean.

It's the "too" that's the sticking point. The "too" is what stops me in my tracks. It sticks in my craw. Because if he hadn't said "too," it would be about me and him. Not about me and him and Margot.

Lara Jean: Kitty, don't act like you never cry. Kitty: I cry over important things. Lara Jean: You cried the other night because Daddy wouldn't let you stay up to watch TV! Kitty: Yes, well that was important to me!

She would probably lump Chris in with the party girls, the girls who sleep around, the girls who aren't "better than that." She would be wrong. We're all the same.

Don't say no when you want to say yes.

A hundred years ago eighteen-year-old guys were out there fighting wars with bayonets and holding a man's life in their hands! They lived a lot of life by the time they were our age. What do kids our age know about love and life?

To feel so known, so understood. It's such a wonderful feeling...

You should give him a picture of you to keep him company, if you know what I mean." She frowns at me. "Do you know what I mean?

You should definitely frame the picture too, so people know you're not someone to mess with. A frame says permanence. A picture taped on a wall says here today, gone tomorrow." I chew on my bottom lip thoughtfully. "So maybe a picture of me baking, in an apron--" "With nothing underneath?" Chris cackles, and I flick her forehead lightning quick. "Ow!" "Get serious then!

When I'm old and gray, I will look back on this night, and I will remember it just as it was. Is. We're still here. It's not the future yet.

No, I'm gonna get it. Just give me a second. I'm gonna master it just like I mastered the other kind of French. - He winks at me.

We three probably won't ever live in the same house together again. We'll come home for holidays and school breaks, but it won't be the same. It won't be what it was. But I suppose it hasn't been, not since Margot left for college. The thing is, you get used to it. Before you even realize it's happening, you get used to things being different, and it will be that way for Kitty too.

At college, when people ask us how we met, how will we answer them? The shorty story is, we grew up together. But that's more Josh's and my story. High school sweethearts? That's Peter and Gen's story. So what's ours, then? I suppose I'll say it all started with a love letter.

Is a known fact that in life, you can't have everything