Anatomy: A Love Story (The Anatomy Duology, #1)

by Dana Schwartz

IT’S THE LESSON YOUNG GIRLS EVERYWHERE were taught their entire lives—don’t be seduced by the men you meet, protect your virtue—until, of course, their entire lives depended on seduction by the right man. It was an impossible situation, a trick of society as a whole: force women to live at the mercy of whichever man wants them but shame them for anything they might do to get a man to want them.

“Dead bodies are never going to bite you. They’re never going to do anything to you. It’s living things that hurt you.”

“I used to be so confident. That’s the funny thing: I used to think that I knew everything, that I could do anything. And then you see it firsthand, and you realize how thin the line is between everything being all right and everything being ruined forever and you just become suddenly aware that you know nothing.

The only freedom is freedom from love, and once your love is gone, it can be perfect, crystallized in your memory forever.”

“My heart is yours, Hazel Sinnett,” Jack said. “Forever. Beating or still.”