Stephanie Perkins Quotes

For the two of us, home isn't a place.It's a person.And we're finally home.

Fo' shiz.

I’m teleporting to Atlanta. I’m picking you up, and we’ll go someplace where our families can’t find us. We’ll take Seany. And we’ll let him run laps until he tires, and then you and I will take a lon...

´´You know what's the strangest thing about tonight? Tonight, being an astoundingly strange night?´´´´What's that?´´´´That you still don't realize I'm willing to do anything, anything-he gestured in a...

Because that's the thing about depression. When I feel it deeply, I don't want to let it go. It becomes a comfort. I want to cloak myself under its heavy weight and breathe it into my lungs. I want to...

Is Etienene okay?Haven't seen him.He went to Ellie's last night.Just when I thought I couldn't feel any worse.I twist the corners of my pillow. Did I,uh,say anything weird to him last night?Apart from...

Pero son las imperfecciones de una persona lo que la hace perfecta para alguien más.

I've always felt lucky to live someplace where snow is rare, you know? It's rareness that makes it so speacial.

I wanted weird, but maybe it's too weird?It doesn't matter. I'm with you. I'm happy to be anywhere with you.

I don't know. No one has ever so completely confounded me the way you do.

I keep my eyes on his bedspread—blue-and-white plaid, very male—and try to remember how Isla-of-the-past would have fainted if she could see Isla-of-the-present.

I bought you love poetry! 'I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.' I blink at him. Neruda. I starred the passage. God, he moans. Why didn't you open it...

He closes his eyes.Our lips brush lightly.If you ask me to kiss you , I will, he says.His fingers stroke the inside of my wrists, and I burst into flames.Kiss me, I say.He does.

What my parents never considered is that I just wanted a choice.

But he’s grinning at her. She grins back. You’ve made quite the new best friend, I say. His expression turns to regret. Children do have questionable taste. I laugh. It’s the first time I can remember...

It's a physical sickness. Étienne. How much I love him. I love Étienne. I love that the accent over his first name is called an acute accent, and that he has a cute accent.

The only French word I know is oui, which means yes, and only recently did I learn it’s spelled o-​u-​i and not w-​e-​e.

Seriously. We were never like that were we?

There’s only one thing I don’t love about him. .

Suddenly I register that St. Clair is shorter than Josh. Much shorter. It’s odd I didn’t notice earlier, but he doesn’t carry himself like a short guy. Most are shy or defensive, or some messed-up com...