The Summers We Left Behind Quotes

“What if we choose to be happy instead?”
― Marja Graham, The Summers We Left Behind

“I was a coward and didn’t know how to love you the way you deserved”
― Marja Graham, The Summers We Left Behind

“Thank you. You’re always so good at that. Telling the little devil on my shoulder to shut up.”
― Marja Graham, The Summers We Left Behind

“When I'm around them, I don't feel scared of existing in front of others, because I know I'm not alone. I'm theirs and they're mine.”
― Marja Graham, The Summers We Left Behind

“I’d go anywhere with them. They make any room worth being in.”
― Marja Graham, The Summers We Left Behind

“We love each other and distance isn't going to change that.”
― Marja Graham, The Summers We Left Behind

“I’ll always be here to hear you. Thanks for picking up and hearing me.”
― Marja Graham, The Summers We Left Behind

“I think it’s that people think I’m a safe choice, but later they realize that safe also means boring.”
― Marja Graham, The Summers We Left Behind

“I’ll survive this because I’m here with them.”
― Marja Graham, The Summers We Left Behind

“Sometimes I think I was born just to spend summers with you”
― Marja Graham, The Summers We Left Behind

“Nighttime on the beach is the perfect place for lying. For spinning fantasies. We don’t acknowledge how often we lie to ourselves to make life more barrable. We only think of lies as betrayals, not the soft things that we use to survive.”
― Marja Graham, The Summers We Left Behind

“I tell myself one last lie.
We never fell apart that winter. He’s waiting inside for me; all I have to do is walk through the door and return to him.”
― Marja Graham, The Summers We Left Behind

“Pretending to not know you is one of the hardest things in the world.”
― Marja Graham, The Summers We Left Behind

“One day, I promise myself. When Bennett and I are done with whatever war he’s waging. I don’t see it happening this week, but maybe one day when we’re older. When we love other people, and I feel whole without him. I’ll meet his children and love them because they have his features, even if they don’t have mine.”
― Marja Graham, The Summers We Left Behind