Book Lovers

by Emily Henry

That’s the thing about women. There’s no good way to be one. Wear your emotions on your sleeve and you’re hysterical. Keep them tucked away where your boyfriend doesn’t have to tend to them and you’re a heartless bitch.

It was the shock of my life when my whimsical, romantic sister fell in love with a nine-years-older-than-her accountant who is very into reading about trains, but Brendan’s also the most solid man I’ve ever met in my life, and I’ve long since accepted that somehow, against all odds, he and my sister are soul mates.

Nope sorry that age gap is gross no matter how cool he is especially if they started dating when she was only 20

“When this baby gets here, I’m going to be an empty shell of a person for a while, and before that happens, I really, really want to spend time with you, like it used to be. And also I’m like three sleepless nights away from snapping and pulling a Where’d You Go, Bernadette, if not the full Gone Girl. I need this.”

This characters relatable as hell lmao

“I forgot how peaceful it is grocery shopping without a four-year-old, like, lying on the ground and licking the tile,”

Oh my god I’ve never had an original experience

God, I miss weed. The maternity books never prepare you for how badly you’re going to miss weed.”

Lmao it really be like that sometimes

Libby does not read the last page first. She doesn’t even read the jacket copy, preferring to go in without any preconceived notions.

This character is literally me

The Great Family Marconi,

Easter egg

“As it turns out,” he says, “I have incredible focus when I’m interested in something.”

Yeah this guy had adhd lmao

Dads, as a concept, have always felt as irrelevant to my daily life as astronauts.

Same

What my body hears is, Let’s make out.

Lmao

January Andrews

Easter egg

Every time Libby has a new kid, it’s like there’s this magic house in my heart that rearranges to make a new room for the baby. “And it always hurts. It’s terrifying. One more person who needs you.” One more tiny hand with your heart in its grip.

People like me aren’t broken beyond repair. No ice ever freezes too thick to thaw and no thorns ever grow too dense to be cut away.

Need to hear this

Bea giggles. It is, very likely, the sound that the earth made the first time it saw the sun come up.

Oh my god what a beautiful description