Happy Place

by Emily Henry

What was school if not a chance to earn your worth? To prove, again and again, that you were measurably good.

Everything is changing. It has to. You can’t stop time. All you can do is point yourself in a direction and hope the wind will let you get there.

Like even when something beautiful breaks, the making of it still matters.

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Want is a kind of thief. It’s a door in your heart, and once you know it’s there, you’ll spend your life longing for whatever’s behind it.

“Tastes like camping.” Then she got choked up, because camping was something she and Hank used to do.

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I understood, then, the immense honor it is to hurt like she does. To have loved someone so much that the taste of maple syrup can make you cry and laugh at the same time.

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