Quotes from Gayle Forman

Whoever said that the past isn't dead had it backward. It's the future that's already dead, already played out. This whole night has been a mistake. It's not going to let me rewind. Or unmake the mistakes I've made. Or the promises I've made. Or have her back. Or have me back.

Se necesita un tipo de ingenuidad, o tal vez sólo estupidez, saber cómo terminarán las cosas y todavía esperar lo contrario.

I didn't believe it was happening. But it was. Just being here, being away, it was all so much easier in a way I didn't anticipate. In a way I didn't think my life could be anymore. It was a huge relief.

Look I accept Adam because you love him. And I assume he accepts me because you love me...your love binds us.'...The funny thing was, I never really bought into Kim's notion that they were somehow bound together through me- until just now when I saw her half carrying him down the hospital corridor.

During all the time we were together, I don't think I ever found out. But once I was with her, I didn't need to. We were both music-obsessed, each in our own way. If we didn't entirely understand the other person's obsession, it didn't matter, because we understood our own.

Él mira una de las fotos por largo tiempo. Entonces me mira. —Te guardaré aquí. —Se golpea la sien—. A donde no puedas perderte.

More and more lately it seems as though the majority of my conversations are with myself. Given half the stuff I think, that's probably a good thing

But I'm still standing. I'm still breathing. And somehow, I'm okay.

I think I'll try the cinnamon-spice chai latte," she said, giving me a stern look that said, I will not be ashamed of my beverage selection.

Porque de pronto, quiero escuchar sus huesos crujir. Quiero sentir la suavidad que ofrece su carne, escuchar su grito de asombro mientras el hueso de mi cadera se estrella contra ella. Quiero tirar su cabeza hacia atrás hasta que su cuello está expuesto. Quiero rasgar mis manos por su cabello hasta que su respiración sea entrecortada. Quiero hacerla llorar y lamer sus lágrimas. Y luego quiero llevar mi boca a la de ella, devorarla en vida....

But by the way he's looking at everything in the room but me, I think he knows that he didn't really explain why. And by the way I'm looking at everything in the room but him, I know that I don't really need him to.

Creo que eres el tipo de persona que encuentra dinero en el suelo y lo mueve en el aire y pregunta si alguien lo ha perdido. Creo que lloras en películas que ni siquiera son tristes porque tienes un corazón tierno, aunque no lo muestras. Creo que haces cosas que te asustan, y eso te hace más valiente que esos adictos a la adrenalina que hacen saltos en bungee desde los puentes.

It's just that we'd like to think that craziness and sanity are on opposite ends of an ocean, but really they're more like neighboring islands.

When I'd looked back up at the window, the white curtain flapping in the gusty breeze, I'd felt both sadness and relief, the oppositional tug of heaviness and lightness, one lifting me up, one pushing me down. I understood then, Lulu and I had started something, something I'd always wanted, but also something I was scared of getting. Something ai wanted more of. And, also, something I wanted to get away from. The truth and its opposite.

sleeping late, like unconsciousness, happened for a reason. Because your body knew you couldn't handle being awake.

I'm not crying because of how much I hurt. I'm crying because of how much I feel.

At the start of the trip, I took shots of the sights. The Colosseum. Belvedere Palace. Mozart Square. But I stopped. They never came out very well, and you could get postcards of these things. But there are no postcards of this. Of life.

The sound is clear and strong as a bell, and it fills me with joy, and it's like, for the first time in my life, I understand that this is the point of laughter, to spread happiness.

I don't seem to know how to open up to people without getting the door slammed in my face.

A journey of 1,000 miles starts with just 10 digits.

No hay nada que perder. O tal vez ya lo he perdido, y encontrado, y cualquier otra cosa que puede que pierda, no tiene nada que ver con lo que está en este momento.

Tal vez accidente no es la palabra correcta después de todo. Tal vez milagro lo es. O tal vez no es un milagro. Tal vez es solo vida. Cuando te abres a ella. Cuando te pones en su camino. Cuando dices que sí.

Cinders, I would've thought you of all people would know better. There are no wicked stepmothers and there are no fairy godmothers, and there are no Prince Charmings. There in no preordained destiny. You get to decide that. You decide your destiny. - V

And they seem to forget that you are a mere mortal; flesh and bone, bruisable and scare-able.