Bethany > Bethany's Quotes

“I will tell you in another life when we are both cats.”
― Cameron Crowe

“Poor strangers, they have so much to be afraid of.”
― Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle

“And I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

“The breath of dying lilies haunted the twilight air.”
― Edna St. Vincent Millay, Renascence and Other Poems

“Beautiful things don't ask for attention.”
― James Thurber, The Secret Life of Walter Mitty

“Young men just don't drift coolly out of nowhere and buy a palace on Long Island.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald

“These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honey
Is loathsome in his own deliciousness
And in the taste confounds the appetite.
Therefore love moderately; long love doth so;
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“The only true currency in this bankrupt world is what you share with someone else when you're uncool.”
― Lester Bangs

“it is possible to be crazy and paranoid and totally insane and still be right. Maybe the problem with everyone is that the world has become so insane they’re not out of their minds enough to comprehend it.”
― Grady Hendrix, We Sold Our Souls

“All the bright precious things fade so fast, and they don't come back.”
― Baz Luhrmann, The Great Gatsby

“You don't have to be embarrassed about falling all over me. I'm sure you must have used up your coordination in dance class." -Mica”
― Bethany Neal, My Last Kiss

“IT'S EASY TO JUMP WHEN YOU GET PUSHED.”
― Bethany Neal, My Last Kiss

“You sure are persistent." -Aimée
"And you're stubborn." -Mica
"Bad combination," Aimée replies.
"So you've thought about us combining us?" Mica smirks as Aimée fumbles for a response.”
― Bethany Neal, My Last Kiss

“His expression changed, like he was finally going to get serious. He pushed off the tree, glanced over my shoulder, and leaned forward to whisper against my hair, 'I'm not the only person who wants you to choose me.'" -Caleb”
― Bethany Neal, My Last Kiss

“Yeah well, I didn't agree to Cassidy dying." -Ethan Keys”
― Bethany Neal, My Last Kiss

“The only thing I'm jealous of student council queen about is the fact that she's breathing." Cassidy Haines”
― Bethany Neal, My Last Kiss

“This bridge is where I had my first kiss and... I'm pretty sure it's where I had my last."-Cassidy Haines”
― Bethany Neal

“E poi non ci sono più e sono qui, e sono tutto e non sono niente. E tutte le scelte che ho fatto, quelle buone e quelle cattive, quando ero viva, adesso hanno tutte una ragione, perché mi hanno condotto a questo momento liberatorio, a questa pace. È come se tutto il mondo fosse rinato e il mio viaggio fosse appena cominciato.”
― Bethany Neal, My Last Kiss

“So che non ci resta molto tempo, perciò dico le ultime due cose che voglio sappia fin dal momento in cui ho capito che era in grado di vedere il mio fantasma. «Io… ti amo e… mi dispiace così tanto».
«Lo so. Ti amo anch’io», ripete, la bocca sui miei capelli. «Basta dispiaceri». Si allontana da me, adesso riesco di nuovo a vedergli il volto. «Lo sai che cosa vedo nel fiume?». Esita un istante, poi continua. «Te. Sempre te».
Ogni singolo atomo di me esulta. Le mie labbra riescono a formare un’ultima parola, un’ultima promessa. «Sempre».”
― Bethany Neal, My Last Kiss

“«Quando ero piccolo, mio nonno mi raccontava una storia a proposito dell’acqua del fiume. Diceva che se guardavi a lungo i riflessi del sole, l’acqua avrebbe premiato la tua pazienza facendoti apparire il viso del tuo vero amore».
«Che storia dolce. E tu hai già visto il riflesso del tuo vero amore?», chiesi scherzosamente.
Lui sostenne il mio sguardo abbastanza a lungo da farmi arrossire. «Sono stato molto paziente».
Mi chinai a osservare l’acqua, sperando di riuscire a scorgere anch’io qualcosa. Ed eccolo lì, il suo riflesso ondeggiante accanto al mio.”
― Bethany Neal, My Last Kiss

“How did I escape? With difficulty. How did I plan this moment? With pleasure.”
― Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo

“Fear isn't so difficult to understand. After all, weren't we all frightened as children? Nothing has changed since Little Red Riding Hood faced the big bad wolf. What frightens us today is exactly the same sort of thing that frightened us yesterday. It's just a different wolf. This fright complex is rooted in every individual.”
― Alfred Hitchcock

“I wish I had done everything on earth with you”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald

“The best kept secrets are those that lie in plain sight.”
― George Banister

“If you want anything just ask for it, old sport,” he urged me. “Excuse me. I will rejoin you later.” When he was gone I turned immediately to Jordan—constrained to assure her of my surprise. I had expected that Mr. Gatsby would be a florid and corpulent person in his middle years. “Who is he?” I demanded. “Do you know?” “He’s just a man named Gatsby.” “Where is he from, I mean? And what does he do?” “Now you’re started on the subject,” she answered with a wan smile. “Well,—he told me once he was an Oxford man.” A dim background started to take shape behind him but at her next remark it faded away. “However, I don’t believe it.” “Why not?” “I don’t know,” she insisted. “I just don’t think he went there.” Something in her tone reminded me of the other girl’s “I think he killed a man,” and had the effect of stimulating my curiosity. I would have accepted without question the information that Gatsby sprang from the swamps of Louisiana or from the lower East Side of New York. That was comprehensible. But young men didn’t—at least in my provincial inexperience I believed they didn’t—drift coolly out of nowhere and buy a palace on Long Island Sound. “Anyhow he gives large parties,” said Jordan, changing the subject with an urbane distaste for the concrete. “And I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

“Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet