Stephanie Perkins Quotes

He pats his way around the bed and slides back in. 'Ow,' he says.'Yes?''My belt. Would it be weird...'I’m thankful he can’t see me blush. 'Of course not.' And I listen to the slap of leather as he pul...

He tastes like champagne. He tastes like desire. He tastes like my deepest craving fulfilled.

Hey,508! Your room is right above mine. You never said.St. Clair smiles. Maybe I didn't want you blaming me for keeping you up at night with my noisy stomping boots.Dude.You stomp.I know.I'm sorry. H...

His eyes follow me everywhere, and we keep sharing smiles that feel like secrets.(Kiersten White)

His wang is rubbed shiny, Josh elaborates. For luck.Why are we talking about parts again? Mer asks. Can't we ever talk about anything else?Really? I ask. Shiny wang?Very, St. Clair says.Now that's som...

Holy crap. I just slept with St. Clair.

How does one proceed in a situation like this? If only the discovery of mutual admiration could lead promptly into making out. If only I could say, 'Listen. I like you, and you like me, so let’s go fi...

How'd you get this number?Well, you see, there's this book. It has white pages. And it has all these phone numbers listed inside it. It's also online.

I hard on myself. But isn’t it better to be honest about these things before someone else can use them against you? Before someone else can break your heart? Isn’t it better to break it yourself?

I am hard on myself. But isn’t it better to be honest about these things before someone else can use them against you? Before someone else can break your heart? Isn’t it better to break it yourself?....

I am worried about being in love, because it involves asking so much. I am worried that my life will never fit into his. That I will never know him. That he will never know me. That we get to hear the...

I catch a break as a cloud passes over the sun.

I chuck my bag into his lap,perhaps a little too hard.St. Clair and jerks forward.Watch it. Josh bites into a pink apple and talks through a full moouth. He has parts down there you don't have.Ooo,pa...

I close his fingers around the gift. I threw away yourbottle cap, because it killed me to look at. But I never couldthrow away this. I’ve been waiting to give it to you for twoand a half years.I don’t...

I don't know what I believe. I guess that makes me a Christmas Tree Agnostic.'He smiles. 'I like it.''And you're a Yom Kippur Atheist.''I am.

I don't know what I want to do, or who I want to be, or where I want to live. It's like everyone else has their entire future mapped out except for me.

I don't want to feel this way around him. I want things to be normal. I want to be his friend, not another girl holding out for something that will never happen.

I don't want to feel this way around him. I want things to be normal. I want to be his friend, not another stupid girl holding out for something that will never happen.

I don’t care what he thinks. Only what you think. He holds me tighter. Like if you think I need to stop biting my nails.You’ve worn your pinkies to nubs, I say cheerfully.Or if I need to start ironing...

I draw him closer by his tie and whisper into his ear, Cricket Bell, I have been in love with you for my entire life.