Quotes from Jenny Han

It's been so gray and cold; I think we're all due a little sunshine by way of lemon cake.

His eyes were impossibly blue,

You know, I read a study that found that baking is actually therapeutic. It's something to do with the repetition of measuring ingredients, and creativity. Psychologists call it behavioral activation.

I get down on my stomach, wriggle over the edge, and pretend like I'm letting down my hair for him to climb.

the moon and stars, infinity

And besides, isn't this the way one loses boyfriends, by acting paranoid and jealous and insecure? I'm fairly certain this is not a good look on me.

No, I was looking at you.

I don't know how many more times I have to say the word 'ethereal' to make people understand what the vibe of this wedding is.

Love is scary: it changes; it can go away. That's part of the risk" -Lara Jean

Do you remember that? You stayed with me and you pushed me back to shore, and the whole time, you kept saying, 'We're almost there,' and I believed it. I believed it because you were the one who was saying it, and I believed everything you ever said.

I don't want to be the And Peggy of my own story. I want to be the Hamilton.

Starlight, star bright, the first star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight. I wish not to cry.

There's an air of things closing down. Teachers wear shorts and T-shirts to class. They show movies while they clean out their desks. Nobody has the energy to care anymore. We're all just counting down, passing time.

You know everything about me, even this,

Don't mess with my son is what she was saying.

they're like a hug in your mouth.

It might not have been him. But it doesn't matter, Lara Jean, because even if he didn't encourage all the talk, I doubt he discouraged it, if you know what I'm saying.

Every man that ever got to touch me was afforded an honor. A privilege." Stormy waves her hand over me. "All this? It's a privilege to worship at this temple, do you understand my meaning? Not just any young fool can approach the throne.

Baking calms me; it's stabilizing.

You know that old movie you made me watch, where the poor kid was standing outside with his nose pressed to the glass? That's how I felt.' / 'That old movie' he's referring to is Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, when Charlie is watching all the kids go hog wild at the candy store but he can't go inside because he doesn't have any money.

Goodbye doesn't have to be forever.

Now it's your turn to tell me something I don't know about you," John says. I laugh. "You already know more than most people. My love letter made sure of that.

It's what I do when I don't want to think about anything hard. It is an activity that requires very little from you—you just follow the directions, and then at the end you have created something. From ingredients to an actual dessert. It's like magic. Poof, deliciousness.

Margot's off shopping for new boots with her friend Casey, Daddy's at work, and Kitty and I are lazing about watching TV when my phone buzzes next to me. It's a text from Peter. "Movie tonight?" I text back yes, exclamation point. Then I delete the exclamation point for sounding too eager. Though without the exclamation point, the yes seems completely unenthused. I settle on a smiley face and press send before I can obsess over it further.