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Quotes by Gayle Forman

Sarcasm creates a chasm between yourself and others.

In the calculus of feelings, you never really know how one persons absence will affect you more than anothers.

My stomach lurched, an appetizer before the full portion of heartache I had a feeling was going to be served at some point soon.

I remember watching it all and getting the tickling in my chest and thinking to myself: This is what happiness feels like.

We kiss again. This next kiss is the kind that breaks open the sky. It steals my breath and gives it back. It shows me that every other kiss Ive had in my life has been wrong.

I force my eyes upward and look at Mia for the first time. Shes still beautiful. Not in an obvious Vanessa LeGrande or Bryn Shraeder kind of way. In a quiet way thats always been devastating to me. Her hair, long and dark, is down now, swimming damply against her bare shoulders, which are still milky white and covered with the constellation of freckles that I used to kiss. The scar on her left shoulder, the one that used to be an angry red weld is silvery pink now. Almost like the latest rage in tattoo accessories. Almost pretty.

We stand there for a moment, staring at each other, savoring it. And then all at once, we slam together. Mias legs are off the ground, wrapped around my waist, her hands dipping in my hair, my hands tangled in hers. And our lips. There isnt enough skin, enough spit, enough time, for the lost years that our lips are trying to make up for as they find each other. We kiss. The electric current switches to high. The lights throughout all of Brooklyn must be surging.

It takes a certain kind of naiveté, or perhaps just stupidity, to know how things will end and still hope otherwise.

Adam is crying and somewhere inside of me I am crying, too, because Im feeling things at last. Im feeling not just the physical pain, but all that I have lost, and it is profound and catastrophic and will leave a crater in me that nothing will ever fill.

Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams. Ive heard people talk about the sleep of the dead. Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If thats what its like, I wouldnt mind. If thats what dying is like, I wouldnt mind that at all.

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.

Its okay if you want to go. Everyone wants you to stay. I want you to stay more than Ive ever wanted anything in my life. But thats what I want and I could see why it might not be what you want. So I just wanted to tell you that I understand if you go. Its okay if you have to leave us. Its okay if you want to stop fighting.

But thats the thing with death. The whisper of it descent travels fast and wide, and people mustve know Id become a corpse because nobody even came to view the body.

Samo mislim da su sprovodi vrlo slični smrti. Možeš imati želje i planove, ali na kraju ipak nemaš kontrolu ni nad čim.

Green trees against the sky in the spring rain while the sky set off the spring trees in the obscuration. Red flowers dot the land in the breezes chase while the land colored up in red after the kiss.

Accidents. Its all about the accidents.

To be or not to be: that is the question. Thats from Hamlets - maybe Shakespeares - most famous soliloquy. I had to memorize the whole speech for sophomore English, and I can still remember every word. I didnt give it much thought back then. I just wanted to get all the words right and collect my A.

That happens a lot with Shakespeare. The women go after what they want the men wind up suckered into things.

You forget, time doesnt exist anymore. You gave it to me.

She didnt care that people called her a bitch. Its just another word for feminist, she told me with pride.