Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions Quotes

“Sweetheart.” Mom’s voice was firm, her arms tightening. “Life is about the journey, not the destination.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“I’d learned that being vulnerable was the price for love.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“Honesty very rarely, if ever, ruins good things”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“I wanted to be the standard he set for himself.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“He was like…a stray cat. You had to feed it treats from a distance for a while before coaxing it forward. Especially…if you were an idiot like me and had thrown multiple stones its way the first few times you’d met.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“My physique was born from hard work, mental illness, and deep insecurity.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“any time I’d given someone a part of myself that was vulnerable, they’d crushed it. There was no point trying. Not when I needed too much.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“And maybe I didn’t know how to love myself yet—but I knew with bone-deep certainty how to love George-Arthur Milton.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“You know what’s amazing? I don’t need my guard up around you—in fact, I don’t think I even have a guard at all when you’re around.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“I stayed with him, Alex. Voluntarily. For a long time…I think I knew, deep down, it wasn’t right. But I stayed anyway. I stayed even though staying hurt. Because I hoped one day…I’d be…enough? That we’d be happy. That I could be what he wanted if I just folded myself small enough.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“Because I’d known our relationship wasn’t healthy, yet I’d let him twist me up over and over just so I could feel gratitude on the days he decided to help me untangle the knots he’d tied. I was never enough for him. Never what he wanted. Always begging for scraps of attention, perpetually left empty.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“Because any time I’d given someone a part of myself that was vulnerable, they’d crushed it. There was no point trying. Not when I needed too much. When my heart was an open, gaping black hole—and I was “too much” for anyone to handle.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“Love meant being known. Being seen. Being accepted for all your flaws. And I knew, least of all, no one was going to look at my pile of dirty socks and think “wow, this one’s a keeper.” I was a romantic. A romantic who was terrified of romance. What a joke.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“If the sun were a person, it would be Alex. So full of light. Friendly. Exuberant. Enthusiastic.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“George-Arthur Milton. And as I fell inside his eyes, aching to reach out, to close the distance between us and feel the puff of his breath, the warmth of his skin, the thrum of his heart, I saw the secret messages he often hid climb through the darkness to the surface. George’s need to be loved was obvious. His eyes said, I’m scared to let my guard down. They said, I want so badly to trust you. They pleaded, don’t hurt me.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“As stupidly romantic as it sounded, when George was nearby I could feel him, even if I couldn’t see him. And when he wasn’t…I could feel that too. The absence of his presence like an open wound.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“I’d taken care of him. Just like he’d taken care of me. And I had never felt more accomplished in all my life.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“OhmygodhewassocuteIwantedtobitehim.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“I paused, honestly floored. No one ever paid attention to my needs. I wasn’t used to it. For a second, I didn’t know how to process what he’d said at all.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“And as I listened to the steady thump of his heart, my cheek pressed to his back, I couldn’t help but think that maybe…just maybe our matchmaking families were onto something, after all.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“We’d been a couple for eight years. Eight fucking years. And not once could I ever recall feeling this…important.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“Between the breakup, getting over the breakup, and Brendon’s refusal to leave me alone both in and outside of work, I was spread thin—two seconds from snapping at any given moment.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“He had this little dimple in his chin when he frowned that I found disarmingly captivating. It was the grumpiest dimple I’d ever seen. A grimple, if you will. So fucking cute. Seriously.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“Judging by the dildo in my backpack, letting Missy—my roommate turned cat-sitter—help me pack last night had clearly been a bad decision.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“His walls were gone. Left somewhere back at the airport where he’d had to tear through them to chase me down. Because that’s what he’d done. Worked through his own fears to meet me halfway—the way I’d always dreamed a partner would.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“What if he doesn’t want me too? What if I implode my entire fucking life⁠—”
“Then we’ll pick up the pieces and build something new.”
We’ll pick up the pieces.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“You won’t…you won’t be less…proud of me?”
“Oh, honey, no.” She shook her head, and her blonde hair tickled my cheek. “Fuck no.”
I laughed, but the sound was brittle.
“You won’t get to brag about me to your friends anymore.”
Mom pulled back briefly to glare at me.
“I will brag about you no matter what you’re doing—no matter where you’re doing it.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“He might have wished to teach me a lesson I desperately needed to understand, the best way he knew how. Because it wasn’t until I was the one doling out orders and praise that I realized how easy it was to do so. How natural. How right. To take care of the person who relied on you. To…be kind to them. To watch them.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“It ached so badly to ask for what I needed. Because I hadn’t before. And I was realizing…the more time I spent with Alex, how often I’d ignored my own needs to please everyone else. He paid such close attention it was impossible to be dismissive of myself when he was by my side. As though he wouldn’t allow it.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions

“I felt lighter than I had in a long time—more than ready to see the other pea in my pod.
Other half of my peapod?
Pea number two.
Either way.
Alex.”
― Fae Quin, Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions