Quotes About Love

It's probably because you were each other's firsts. That's why you can't let each other go. I've heard that's how it is with firsts, especially with guys.

She always picked love; she always picked adventure. To her, they were one and the same.

I could never be with someone who didn't understand how important my family is to me. When

My mom adored her. She called Belly her secret daughter. She looked forward to seeing her all year. Steven, even though he gave her a hard time, he was really protective of her. Everyone took care of Belly, she just didn't know it. She was too busy looking at Conrad.

I like him in sweaters. I get the urge to cuddle and pet him like a stuffed animal.

I know Josh and I will mend things, because we're neighbors, and that's how it goes with people you see a lot. They mend, almost on their own. But not so for Margot and Josh, with her so far away. If they don't talk now, the scar will only harden over time, it will calcify, and then they'll be like strangers who never loved each other, which is the saddest thought of all.

The old pull, the tide drawing me back in. I kept getting caught in this current—first love, I mean. First love kept making me come back to this, to him. He still took my breath away, just being near him. I had been lying to myself the night before, thinking I was free, thinking I had let him go. It didn't matter what he said or did, I'd never let him go. I

I thought I was over him. When I wrote my letter, when I said my goodbyes, I mean it, I swear I did. It wasn´t even that hard, not really.

I want to say yes, but I don't want to be with a boy whose heart belongs to somebody else. Just once, I want to be somebody's first choice.

My Pocahontas-meets-seventies-Cher-style shirt. Oh, how I loved that shirt

Love can go away, or people can, without even meaning to. Nothing is guaranteed.

but I suppose in matters of the heart, there's no predicting how a person will or won't behave.

Let's do it fucking for real, Lara Jean. Let's go all in. No more contract. No more safety net. You can break my heart. Do whatever you want with it.

Conrad and I were linked, we would always be linked. That wasn't something I could do away with. I knew that now- that love wasn't something you could erase, no matter how hard you tired.

One day all of this will be proof, proof that we were here, proof that we loved each other. It's the guarantee that no matter what happens to us in the future, this time was ours.

En este momento me doy cuenta que no lo amo, que no lo he hecho por un tiempo. Que tal vez nunca lo hice. Porque él está ahí y es mío si lo quiero, lo podría besar otra vez, podría hacerlo mío. Pero no lo quiero. Quiero a alguien más. Se siente raro haber gastado tanto tiempo deseando algo, a alguien, y luego un día, de repente, solo se detiene.

My mother was good at that, making people feel normal. Safe. Like as long as she was there, nothing truly bad could happen.

When you lose someone and it hurts, that's when you know the love was real.

I lie back down and close my eyes and imagine his arms are still around me, and that's how I fall asleep.

Here's something else, something important: Love is not transactional. It is not a bank account, you don't always get what you put in. Sometimes you put in so much and get very little return on your investment, at least that you can see right away.

What I really want to say is Peter will always pick Lara Jean over Genevieve.

You're the milk to my shake.

Under the blanket I find Margot's hand and link my pinky with hers. "Sister swear.

The first boy I ever slow danced with. Ever cried over. Ever loved.