To All the Boys I've Loved Before (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #1)

by Jenny Han

sometimes you have to scream out emotions; if you don’t, they’ll fester.

it’s a lot of responsibility to hold a person’s heart in your hands.

And if it had been me, I’d have packed you in my suitcase and taken you with me, or, you know what, I would have stayed. I would have never left you. Not in a million years, not for anything.

To belong to someone—I didn’t know it, but now that I think about, it seems like that’s all I’ve ever wanted. To really be somebody’s, and to have them be mine.

It’s scary when it’s real. When it’s not just thinking about a person, but, like, having a real live person in front of you, with, like, expectations. And wants.”

you know me, you know me better than almost anybody, and you don’t love me.

the little things are what make up life.

I want… life to start happening.

I see the difference now, between loving someone from afar and loving someone up close. When you see them up close, you

see the real them, but they also get to see the real you.

Love is scary: it changes; it can go away. That’s part of the risk. I don’t wa...