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Read in 2023:

Fuck that. I'd rather be seen as a little rude than risk being taken to a secondary location.

A Million Kisses in Your Lifetime by Monica Murphy

That’s life. You’re always making decisions, taking paths that lead you away from the rest before you can see where they end. Maybe that’s why we as a species love stories so much. All those chances for do-overs, opportunities to live the lives we’ll never have.

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Book Lovers by Emily Henry

BOOKS I READ IN 2022 → Book Lovers by Emily Henry

That’s the thing about being an adult standing beside your childhood race car bed. Time collapses, and instead of the version of you you’ve built from scratch, you’re all the hackneyed drafts that came before, all at once.

“you don’t start anything you can’t finish. you’re not the person who buys the stationary bike as part of a new year’s resolution, then uses it as a coatrack for three years. you’re not the kind of woman who only works hard when it feels good, or only shows up when it’s convenient. if someone insults one of your clients, those fancy kid gloves of yours come off, and you carry your own pen at all times, because if you’re going to have to write anything, it might as well look good. you read the last page of books first—don’t make that face, stephens.” he cracks a smile in one corner of his mouth. “i’ve seen you—even when you’re shelving, you sometimes check the last page, like you’re constantly looking for all the information, trying to make the absolute best decisions.”

book lovers, by emily henry

sometimes, even when you start with the last page and you think you know everything, a book finds a way to surprise you.

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Moments like these remind me that happiness isn’t some permanent thing we’re all trying to achieve in life, it’s merely a thing that shows up every now and then, sometimes in tiny doses that are just substantial enough to keep us going.

—Reminders of Him, Colleen Hoover.

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“I wish you could see yourself the way I see you.”

“Maybe it was the words, or maybe the tone. Maybe it was the way he’d just told her something about himself, or how he’d taken her hand earlier and saved her from her misery. Her knight in black armor. Maybe it was none of it, maybe it was all of it, maybe it was always going to happen. Still—it didn’t matter.

Suddenly, it just didn’t matter, the why of it, the how. The after. All Olive cared about was that she wanted to, right now, and that seemed enough to make it all right.”

Olive x Adam