Quotes from Gayle Forman

Que puedo decirte? El amor es una mala arpía.

It's the hoping that makes it hurt.

And you will never know how it feels to light up the sky. You will never know how it feels to be a firefly,

I've never toughened up enough to handle what I'd have to handle if I were to stay.

Willem has just glanced at the birthmark on Allyson's wrist, giving him an urgent desire to taste it again. Between her feet and her wrist, he is having a hard time getting out the door.

It's courageous to go into territory unknown.

Every morning I wake up and I tell myself this: It's just one day, one twenty-four-hour period to get yourself through. I don't know when exactly I started giving myself this daily pep talk—or why.

She's the bridge between the doctors and the people, and you can see the strain of balancing between those two worlds.

I'm not. I just think you might be reading too much into a musical selection.

Bitch is just another word for feminist!

What about your mom?" "She offered to take me to Planned Parenthood to get the Pill and told me to make Adam get tested for various diseases. In the meantime, she ordered me to buy condoms now. She even gave me ten bucks to start my supply.

Mom was adamantly pro-choice. She had a bumper sticker on the car that read If you can't trust me with a choice, how can you trust me with a child?

The weather turned cool a few weeks later, and that winter was when Mia had her accident. So that actually turned out to be the last time I went camping. But even if it weren't, I still think it would be the best trip of my life. Whenever I remember it, I just picture our tent, a little ship glowing in the night, the sounds of Mia's and my whispers escaping like musical notes, floating out on a moonlit sea.

I meant it to be jokey, but it came out sounding bitter

If you're not careful, the viola can make the most awful screech,

The fight they had outside the Roseland Theater in front of a bunch of punks and hipsters.

I've never had a really close friend, and I'm unclear how you make one

Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that's what it's like, I wouldn't mind. If that's what dying is like, I wouldn't mind that at all.

Backstage, Willem is thinking about accidents again. And things that seemingly don't make sense, except they do. Like right out there in the fifth row. All of them, together. That makes sense.

That's when I figured out the ugly secret of a mother's love: you protect them to protect yourself.

Sophie wondered when was she going to learn that lots of things seem like a good idea but a small amount of analysis might uncover that such seemingly good ideas are, in fact, intrinsically faulty.

There are like twenty people in that waiting room right now. Some of them are related to you. Some of them are not. But we're all your family.

Some things you don´t know you want until they´re gone. Other things you think want, but don´t understand you already have them.

She believes in saints. I believe in accidents. I think we basically believe in the same thing.