Every Day (Every Day, #1)

by David Levithan

We all want everything to be okay. We don’t even wish so much for fantastic or marvelous or outstanding. We will happily settle for okay, because most of the time, okay is enough.

The hope tinged with doubt, and the doubt tinged with hope.

We’re just a part of the moment, like everything else.

Her vulnerability is open, but she’s safe within it.

I hope, but never expect.

Self-preservation isn’t worth it if you can’t live with the self you’re preserving.

I am the people in the other cars, each with his or her own story, but passing too quickly to be noticed or understood.

I see no sin in a kiss. I only see sin in the condemnation.

I wanted love to conquer all. But love can’t conquer anything. It can’t do anything on its own. It relies on us to do the conquering on its behalf.