Quotes from Jenny Han

I don't want to be a girl who gets her heart broken, but I also don't really want to break boys' hearts.

A memory, pressed in my heart like a leaf in a book. I

He looks at me like he's waiting for something, and suddenly I'm afraid to give it.

You probably make her feel very special. Because that's your talent, right? You're good at making people feel special.

My big sister knows how to hurt me best.

Tell me what's going on with you and Peter.

I run water over a hand towel and I wet my face with it. My mom used to do this for me when I was sick. She'd put an ice-cold washcloth over my forehead and she'd switch it out with a fresh one when it wasn't cold anymore. I wish my mom was here.

I mean I'm definitely curious about it. It's definitely a thought. But I don't see myself doing it anytime soon. With anybody including you.

I say it like I don't remember her name, even though I do, I mean, I just heard him say it not two minutes ago.

Jag ville lägga allt detta på minnet ifall det var sista gången jag var här. Man vet aldrig när det är sista gången man befinner sig på en viss plats. Sista gången man ser en viss person.

He pulls me into the water so I'm sitting in the hot tub too, and my nightgown is soaked now but I don't care.

sometimes you just feel sad and you can't explain it.

Well, get into a new one. Life is short." For once, Alicia and Stormy are on the same page.

I cannot believe that John Ambrose McClaren read that letter. I didn't remember it to be so...naked. With so much...yearning. God, why do I have to be a person who yearns so much?

It was like something out of a movie. It feels like a long time ago now.

broken up?" I

Just because a girl is sad, it doesn't mean it has anything to do with PMS.

She laughs a husky laugh, the sexy kind that only smokers or people with colds get to have.

I can see now that it's the little things, the small efforts, that keep a relationship going.

We weren't together all the time like we used to be - she had her sorority friends, I had my friends from my hall. But we still had each other.

It's fine," I say in a voice that is the exact opposite of fine.

I turn to go. I was so hopeful this morning, I had such stars in my eyes imagining how this was all going to go. God, what a jerk Peter is. Good riddance to him!

What would that have felt like, to have a boy do something like that for me? In the whole history of my letters, of my liking boys, not once has a boy liked me back at the same time as I liked him. It was always me alone, longing after a boy, and that was fine, that was safe. But this is new. Or old. Old and new, because it's the first time I'm hearing it.

I have to say it because it's true and because I'll regret it if I don't. It's about you. It's about not having regrets later. Don't hurt yourself just to spite him.