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“My wish for all of us is that we love whole-heartedly and are present enough in our relationships that when we part our only regret is quantity not quality. That we all understand that the pain of loss is what gives the rest of our life color and flavor and texture.”
― Lucy Score, Things We Never Got Over

“Was there someone out there who would find me to be enough? Not too much or too little, but the person they’d been waiting for their whole life.”
― Lucy Score, Things We Never Got Over

“All their moments together flashed through his mind, and the boy who’d once sworn he would never cry over a girl… cried. He cried because he’d hurt her. He cried because it kept his mind off the desperate loneliness that weighed on his soul the moment she left. Most of all, he cried for what they had, what they lost, and what they could never be.”
― Ana Huang, If We Ever Meet Again

“I know what she smells like. This little freckle on her neck when she pulls up her hair. Her upper lip is a little plumper than the lower. The curve of her wrist, when she holds a pen. It’s wrong, really wrong, but I know the shape of her. I go to sleep thinking about it, and then I wake up, go to work, and she is there, and it’s impossible. I tell her stuff I know she’ll agree to, just to hear her hum back at me. It’s like hot water down my fucking spine. She’s married. She’s brilliant. She trusts me, and all I think about is taking her to my office, stripping her, doing unspeakable things to her. And I want to tell her. I want to tell her that she’s luminous, she’s so bright in my mind, sometimes I can’t focus. Sometimes I forget why I came into the room. I’m distracted. I want to push her against a wall, and I want her to push back. I want to go back in time and punch her stupid husband on the day I met him and then travel back to the future and punch him again. I want to buy her flowers, food, books. I want to hold her hand, and I want to lock her in my bedroom. She’s everything I ever wanted and I want to inject her into my veins and also to never see her again. There’s nothing like her and these feelings, they are fucking intolerable. They were half-asleep while she was gone, but now she’s here and my body thinks it’s a fucking teenager and I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do. There is nothing I can do, so I’ll just . . . not.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain

“It is a truth universally acknowledged that a community of women trying to mind their own business must be in want of a random man’s opinion.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain

“You don't even have to admit to yourself that you love me, Bee. God knows I love you enough for the both of us - Levi Ward”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain

“If there is one thing men hate more than a smart woman, it’s a smart woman who makes her own choices when it comes to her own sex life.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain

“I don’t want to be work. I don’t want you to feel that I’m work.”
“Somewhere along the way your wires got crossed. Your brain decided that you’re not worth people’s time and effort, and that if you ask for anything, they won’t just say no, they’ll also leave you. That’s not how love works, Elsie.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“I want you, Elsie. All the time. I think of you. All. The. Fucking. Time. I’m distracted. I’m shit at work. And my first instinct, the very first time I saw you, was to run away. Because I knew that if we’d start doing this, we would never stop. And that’s exactly how it is. There is no universe in which I’m going to let you go. I want to be with you, on you, every second of every day. I think – I dream of crazy things. I want you to marry me tomorrow so you can go on my health insurance. I want to lock you in my room for a couple of weeks. I want to buy groceries based on what you like. I want to play it cool, like I’m attracted to you and not obsessed out of my mind, but that’s not where I’m at. Not at all. And I need you to keep us in check. I need you to pace us, because wherever it is that we’re going… I’m here. I’m already right here.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“Bold of you to assume that the real me is my best hand.”
“Foolish of you to think it isn’t.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“In my fantasies, you allow me to keep an eye on you.” I feel his lips at my temple. “And when I really let go, I imagine that you let me take care of you, too.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“Have you considered that maybe you’re already the way I want you to be? That maybe there are no signals because nothing needs to be changed”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“You could be my entire world,” he whispers in my ear before moving to my collarbone. “If you let me.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“Be gentle with me, Elsie. That’s all I ask.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“I’m a mess. A work in progress. I’m two steps forward and one step back. I hoard my cheese, and I can’t efficiently load the dishwasher, and I’m going to struggle with the truth until the day I croak.
Jack knows all of this, and he loves me. Not anyway, but because.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“How can you always tell what’s in my head?”
“Same way you can tell what’s in everyone’s head.”
“I just look. Try to pay attention to what people want.”
“That’s what I do. Except that I don’t care much about most people, but I can’t stop paying attention to you. So I look.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“You could be my entire world. If you let me.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“Somewhere along the way your wires got crossed. Your brain decided that you’re not worth people’s time and effort, and that if you ask for anything, they won’t just say no, they’ll also leave you.” He says it matter-of-fact, like he’s Archimedes of Syracuse repeating his findings about upward buoyant forces to the acropolis for the tenth time. “That’s not how love works, Elsie. But don’t worry for now. I’ll show you.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“Can I take you out?"
The words don't immediately compute. For several seconds they float in my brain like driftwood, aimless, unparsable, and then this meaning dawns on me. "You mean you want to...murder me."
He winces. "Once again, what happened to you?”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“What you said was true. And it was the right thing to do. But also…Elsie, there’s very little I wouldn’t do for you.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“She's not your girlfriend."
"She is if she wants to be. She can be my damn wife if she wants to be.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“But I wonder if certain relationships are living proof of Heisenberg’s uncertainty principle: their position and their velocity simply cannot both be measured at the same time, not even in theory.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“But take your time, Elsie. I’ll wait for as long as it takes.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“I’m relieved because whatever thing I have for her, it’ll go away. It won’t survive knowing that she lied. Except that I didn’t account for having to watch her talk about physics, or read her work. I didn’t account for having to spend two days with her and finding out that she is… spectacular.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“What is up with all these people calling me on my bullshit lately? Am I suddenly giving off main character vibes?”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“And that’s when I realise how much of a piece of shit I am. Because she’s obviously good for my brother, but I am relieved that their relationship might not go anywhere. And I’d love to lie to myself and come up with a valid excuse, but the truth is, it’s because I’m a shithead. It’s because I want her for myself. I want to… I don’t even fucking know. I want to take her to dinner, make sure she’s relaxed, make sure she doesn’t feel like she needs to think two steps ahead.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“If you wanted, I would burn down the world for you.”
― Ana Huang, Twisted Love

“You are the light to my dark, Sunshine,” he said in a raw voice. His lips brushed against mine as he spoke. “Without you, I’m lost.”
― Ana Huang, Twisted Love

“If you let lesser people determine your self-worth, you'll never reach higher than their limited imagination.”
― Ana Huang, Twisted Love

“You don’t have to work overtime to get people to love you, Ava. Love isn’t earned, it’s given.”
― Ana Huang, Twisted Love