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“Two weeks is not long enough to determine whether you should marry someone or not. My god, it takes longer to get a passport. What are you thinking supporting this craziness?”
“I need to remember what being happy feels like. I need to find my laughter again.”
Paris was always a good idea!
I exhaled a breath I hadn’t even known I’d been holding.
Iconic.
“There are good ships, there are wood ships, there are ships that sail the sea, but the best ships are friendships, and may they ever be,”
“Give him here. Chelsea, you remember Aoife O’Hare from our summer work program?”
MY FAVORITE GIRL NAME AHHH!!! I LOVE IT.
“Why is talking to you always like trying to communicate with a fourteen-year-old? I think I liked you better when I was drunk.”
“No, I refuse to accept that in all of Boston, you couldn’t find one man who was shaggable on a semipermanent basis.” “I couldn’t,” I insisted. “Really?” he asked. “And you’re not even going to pretend to consider me for a moment? I’m hurt, Martin, really hurt.”
I was so hungry there was quite literally nothing I wouldn’t eat right now, even the more exotic French foods, like snails, pig’s feet, beef tongue, or calf’s head—I did not care. That expression hungry enough to eat a bear? I was there.
“Even if I wanted to jump your sudden hotness, I simply don’t have the energy. Go to bed. We’ll talk in the morning.”
“That hurt, didn’t it? To thank me?” “More than a pulled tooth but less than a broken arm,” I said.
“That’s not his name, and he’s French—of course he’s hot. All Frenchmen are hot. It’s in their DNA or something.”
“You look perfect to me just as you are.”
“You’re wearing my dress. Did you think there was no price attached to it?”
OH NO
“Your WTF line is so deep”—he paused to gently poke the skin between my eyebrows—“I could go rappelling in there.”
This was the beauty of Paris. When something didn’t go as expected, there was always something else to see, do, taste, or feel. I was at the top of the freaking Eiffel Tower! Did it get any better than this?
“Le Chocolat de Lucille. I was told it is the only place in Paris to get chocolat chaud à l’ancienne,”
“I don’t want this to go to your head,” I said. “But right now, holding that tray, you are the most perfect man who ever drew breath.”
“Because it makes the things that have hurt me in life, the pain I’ve felt, more manageable,”
“If you can, always be yourself, unless you can be Batman, then always be Batman.”
“I think we moved through awkward to friendly, but it could turn into something else really fast.”
“My memories of Jess are so bittersweet,” he said. “Bitter because there are no more, but sweet because they keep her alive in my heart and mind and I treasure that, even though it hurts.”
“Has it ever occurred to you, Martin, that you were a different person on your year abroad and you loved men then that the person you are now could never love?” “No, it hasn’t,” I said. “Because the whole point of this trip is to remember who I used to be, and that Chelsea was very much in love with Marcellino DeCapio. What’s more, I liked her. She was fun and adventurous and bighearted.” I rubbed my knuckles over my chest. “I miss her.” “Well, I can’t weigh in on that debate, since I didn’t know you then,” he said. He put his hand on the back of his neck as he studied me from beneath his
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“He’s handsome, successful, and really, really nice,” Jason said. His voice was so low I could barely hear him when he muttered, “How’s a guy supposed to compete with that?” Again, I didn’t know what to say, so I said nothing.
I didn't know what to say as well.
“I know you probably think it’s too soon to say it, but I have to, because it’s true. I knew it the first time I kissed you, and then I knew it for sure when you left for Italy, because I’ve only felt that sort of heartbreak once before. I. Love. You.”
“Because I fell in love with you on the other side of your greatest loss, your deepest grief,” he said. “I fell for the strong, determined, driven woman who you’ll always be, and I love you exactly as you are.”
“That’s what makes us perfect together. We understand that pieces of our hearts will always belong to those who are gone. For us, love and loss are forever entwined, making us love more cautiously but also more deeply,”
“You’re it for me, Martin. I knew it the first time I laid eyes on you, and I know it now more than ever.”
“If it means I get you, the woman I love, then I’ll happily quit right now.”
“You either admit that you love me, in front of witnesses, or the towel goes.”
