You Should Be So Lucky Quotes

“There's something so comforting in the ability to be wordlessly petty with someone, in knowing that as soon as you have a closed door between the two of you and the rest of the world, you can share all your least attractive thoughts.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“Only two things in the world people count by months. How old a baby is, and how long since something awful happened.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“Rooting for a team doesn’t always mean that you need them to win; sometimes you just want to see them fight, do their best, or even just keep showing up. Sometimes you want to look at a guy and say: Well, he’s fucked, but he’s trying.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“You get older, and things change. That’s the price of admission. You lose the people who knew you first, and then you start to lose everyone else. You lose your work. You lose the place where you grew up. You get things in return—new people, new hobbies, a chance to see everything new that the world has to throw at you. But you lose the things you’ve had the longest, the things that went into making you.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“I’m not picky. I’m particular. I care about quality. I like nice things. And it’s been perfectly clear to me for weeks that whatever happened between us was not going to lack for quality.”
“Has it, now?”
“Yes,” Mark says, poking Eddie in his chest. It’s like poking a wall. “And you don’t need to look so smug about it.”
“Oh, I beg to differ. I need to look exactly this smug about it. My dick just got called quality.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“He’s hard not to like. He’s a mess, but you get to be as old as me and you realize damn near everyone goes through a time when they’re a mess. Problem is that most people who haven’t had it happen to them yet think it’s virtue and clean living keeping them out of the gutter.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“He thinks that the game may have earned those metaphors. It's slow and often seems pointless. It's beautiful, when it isn't a mess. There's a vast ocean of mercy for mistakes: getting hits half the time is nothing short of a miracle, and even the best fielders are expected to have errors. The inevitability of failure is built into the game.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“Last year – and all the years before it, ever since Little League – batting felt almost peaceful. Not effortless – God knows it wasn’t effortless – but natural. But there’s nothing natural or peaceful about hitting a projectile that’s coming for you at nearly a hundred miles an hour. There’s a violence that baseball, at its best, disguises in a way that other sports leave out in the open. Baseball has a way of looking like fun even when it’s grueling. Eddie thinks that he had to get to the root of the ugliness in order to play the game again. He had to see it for what it is. Maybe he had to find something to fight.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“They wind up at the kind of Italian restaurant that offers a trough-size bowl of spaghetti and meatballs and a giant basket of bread for a grand total of a dollar fifty.
“Meals come with either a glass of red wine of unspecified variety,” Mark says, studying the menu, “or a bowl of ice cream. Wine or ice cream. In what universe is that a reasonable choice? It’s like – football or a haircut. Trombones or a spoon.”
“You could get both for an extra seventy-five cents,” Eddie suggests.
“That’s not the point. I don’t want either. It’s that the binary of wine and ice cream shouldn’t exist.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“It’s not pity,” Eddie says. “And I don’t think I could have a single feeling about you that’s wasted.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“It’s not just the burden of continually lying, it’s keeping your existence a secret. When the world has decided that people are supposed to be a certain way, but you’re living proof to the contrary, then hiding your differences is just helping everybody else erase who you are.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“I love you." He kisses Eddie then, because otherwise that phrase is going to linger in the air, true but somehow inadequate. He has a professional aversion to phrases that refuse to get the job done. "I'm going to keep loving you," Mark says, and that's much better.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“I thought you were beautiful! I couldn't believe how beautiful you were." Beautiful and smart and a little mean, like he was made in a lab to lure Eddie to his doom. But instead of doom, it's this: coffee and breakfast, a dog snoring on the carpet, the near certainty they'll do this again.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“There are so very few perfect things in the world that it seems only right to share them”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“Now he knows who he is exactly and what he wants, and he knows exactly how high a price he’s willing to pay for those things. He’s tired and he’s angry, and his contentment is something heavy and sharp, a prize that he fought for. He wouldn't exchange it for anything.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“You can cook." Eddie feels like he's uncovered a deep, dark secret.
"I can't be bothered to cook for one."
With that one sentence, Eddie can see years of dinners cooked and shared, and then all of it taken away. He already knows that Mark must have grieved—must have been grieving, the whole time they've known each other—but this might be the first time Mark's let him know it. He's pretty sure Mark will crumble into dust if Eddie tries to say something kind, so Eddie just brushes Mark's shoulder with his own. "Do you have an apron?" he asks.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“He probably ought to be more shocked by this than he actually is. But when he looks at Mark, he just thinks: Of course I'd take that risk.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“And that's it? He keeps trying?" It's incredibly unfair that Ardolino has to spend the rest of his life making that kind of effort, possibly failing, and trying again.

To his surprise, Price grins at him. "Eddie, baby, that's what we're all doing.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“But he also wants that feeling he had earlier, that feeling of being seen for who he is, and of being liked anyway.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“No, I just love this dumb fucking game.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“He thinks of Mark having to keep his own private life a secret for years. It's the kind of secret that seals a person off from everyone around them. Eddie's heart breaks a little for him.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“This urge to be kind to a relative stranger is unfamiliar and disconcerting, as if he's discovered in himself a hunger for raw meat or an enthusiasm for vaudeville.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“He’s not sure why it matters that the book is from Mark. Maybe Eddie’s just lonely and desperate for conversation, and the book is an opportunity for that. Maybe he just doesn’t want Mark to think he’s dumb. It can’t be because Mark’s handsome, because Eddie’s been attracted to plenty of men, and never once has it made him want to read a book.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“I love you," Eddie says.
"You're a nightmare," Mark returns, in precisely the same tone of voice.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“Maybe Mark is wrong. Maybe this swing will slip away from Eddie, or maybe it will settle into something just above marginal, something good enough but never great. He knows better than to count on good things lasting. But when he watches Eddie—when he sees that stern set of his jaw, and when Eddie flashes a grin toward the bleachers—Mark thinks he's seeing something that's for keeps.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“But I want to kiss you,and I thought you ought to know"
"You thought I ought to know."
Eddie shrugs. "I'm an honest guy.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“But—he’s pretty. Pretty enough that you can’t help but notice. Well, Eddie can’t help but notice, and Eddie’s gotten really good at not noticing men, especially in locker rooms. Eddie is leading the National League in not noticing men in locker rooms”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“Please,” Eddie says, a little desperately, like he isn’t quite sure what he’s asking for.
“I have you.” Mark kisses Eddie hard, then, making it filthy enough that Eddie can’t possibly miss his intent. He presses the length of his body flush against Eddie’s.
“Mark, please,” Eddie whines against Mark’s mouth.
“Shh. We have time.”
“I—I know, but I—Mark”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“You have a lot of friends?” Eddie asks, because he could not possibly be more transparent.
Mark sighs, despising himself for going along with this. “No, Eddie. I have five friends, and you’re the only one I’ve . . .”
He gestures at the bed, scowling. “Christ. Are you happy now?”
Yeah,” Eddie says, beaming. “You bet I am. You don’t do this with, uh, non-friends?”
Mark can’t believe he isn’t going to be spared any of his dignity, that he’s cooperating in this dismantling of his defenses.“I haven’t done this with anyone at all in a long time.”
“I have.”
“Do you want a medal?”
Eddie laughs, loud enough that Mark puts a hand over his mouth so nobody in the hallway will hear. “But I’m not doing it with anyone else right now, and I’m not going to.”
Mark realizes that he’s been maneuvered into exclusivity. This is either a level of strategy that he didn’t know Eddie was capable of or a sign of how far gone Mark is”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky

“Sweetheart,” Eddie says. Nobody has ever called Mark that—nobody should. “Don’t.” Mark shakes his head. He can’t. “You need to leave.” Eddie kisses him once more before walking out the door.”
― Cat Sebastian, You Should Be So Lucky