Summer Fridays Quotes

“it’s better to study under someone lower on the totem pole who actually wants to teach you something, than it is to study under the highest-up person who doesn’t want to teach you anything at all.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“He’d be a fool to ever make someone like you feel second-best. I hope you know that’s true.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“Your words just made the view more interesting and beautiful than it ever occurred to me it was.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“Hope is a wild thing, Sawyer thinks; with enough love, it will attach itself to the slimmest of chances, and hold on tight.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“Hope is a wild thing... with enough love, it will attach itself to the slimmest of chances, and hold on tight.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“the idea that someone you loved could be so present in your life one day, and the next day steadily disappear into a series of small hauntings…your time together reduced to echoes of memory, the divide between the two of you evolving into different realms.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“I’m…I don’t know. Enjoying the details that make you, you.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“With Nick, everything felt oddly familiar, yet the simplest of questions sometimes felt too personal, and they suddenly transformed back into two strangers.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“Just thinking of all the times I stared at you, thinking about how beautiful you are, but didn't say it aloud.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“What a strange thing it must be, Sawyer realized-to dedicate all that time to telling a particular story that seems to live solely inside of you, and then hand it over to a publisher to be so formally introduced to the world as a "book" ...and to have someone else decide the tone of that introduction, to boot.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“Do you ever think about just asking her, point-blank?"
Nick grunted. "I recommend that if you ask a question like that, just make sure you're really, truly ready to hear the answer.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“Sawyer was quiet. She watched Nick's face, but he was staring out over the water, lost in thought.
"To you, those stories we heard at the Tenement Museum were interesting," Nick said, nodding in approval. "To me, those stories are... I don't know-familiar. I can feel the yearning in them; my mom's yearning to be here in America, mixed with her yearning for home.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“You act like you want to be my friend. But really you just want to get the skinny on whether the chimp already has a girlfriend or not.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“Nick nodded. "My mother said that always surprised her-all the houses made out of wood here, especially in the suburbs. She said growing up in the Soviet Union, it was all concrete and cinder blocks where she lived. Wooden houses were for old Russian fairy tales."
Sawyer reflected, mulling. "Have you ever wanted to go there?"
"Sure. But growing up, I was always told that's was impossible," he said. "At least for me and my mom, given her political history. But it's strange; there were times when I was super aware that she could never bring me back to where she was from, but other times I felt so completely that I have been there in my mind, I forget that I haven't, even now."
"Do you speak Russian?"
"Of course. My mom's English is perfectly fine, but we always wind up speaking in Russian together."
"Do you ever...dream in Russian?"
"I do.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“With the slushy gripped in one hand, Sawyer held the hot dog in the other and leaned her head sideways to take a bite. She hadn't had a hot dog in years, perhaps not since the days of running through sprinklers. She was surprised by how it all came back to her instantly-the softness of the bun, the saltiness of the meat, the tang of the mustard.
"It tastes like summer," she said, attempting to lick a stray dollop of mustard from the corner of her mouth.
Nick smiled. "It's almost like you're a poet or something.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“You can't sit around expecting others to know what you want if you don't tell them. And you can't sit around waiting to be acknowledged. That's the chick way. You have to ask for what you want and demand acknowledgment. That's the dude way.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

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― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays

“It was then that he realized: when your home is attacked, you suddenly have a very clear picture of what—and who—your home is to you.”
― Suzanne Rindell, Summer Fridays