The Art of Letting Go Quotes

“What are you thinking?” I ask.
“That I wish this was my home, too.”
I have nothing to say to this, so I kiss him instead.”
― Anna Bloom, The Art of Letting Go

“What have I got to lose? Oh, yes, that's right, my fucking sanity.”
― Anna Bloom, The Art of Letting Go

“Fun! You think I have just been having fun with you? I am insane in love with you, Lilah! I have been since the first night. Remember the night I carried you all the way home, just so you could not meet anyone else before I had the chance to make you mine?”
― Anna Bloom, The Art of Letting Go

“Taylor Swift is singing "Mine" and I want Ben to be mine. Only mine. Forever.”
― Anna Bloom, The Art of Letting Go

“I, Lilah McCannon, aged twenty-five, have just run away from home. I am trying not to think about it too much. Every time I do, I start to hyperventilate with that hitched breathing that precedes a full-scale panic attack.”
― Anna Bloom, The Art of Letting Go

“This is real life, my real life, and unfortunately you cannot put a happy ending in where it is not meant to be.”
― Anna Bloom, The Art of Letting Go

“I hope that Ben remembers all these little perfect moments for the rest of his life. I know that I am going to remember them for all of mine.”
― Anna Bloom, The Art of Letting Go

“I like to think it is just the end of a chapter. The end of a chapter in the story of us.”
― Anna Bloom, The Art of Letting Go

“Exuberance is not a trait of which I'm overly fond. I am not that fond of enthusiasm either.”
― Anna Bloom, The Art of Letting Go

“I have written some very strict University rules that I plan to stick to:

1. No Alcohol

2. No cigarettes

3. No Boys

4. No Going Home”
― Anna Bloom, The Art of Letting Go

“Besides,” he says with a twinkle of blues. ” When I do have sex with you, I’d rather you were a little more sober.”
― Anna Bloom, The Art of Letting Go

“You have no idea of the things you do to me. That night, after Fez, I would have happily given you every bit of myself.”

I link my fingers between the buttons on his shirt.

He leans back in. “Then why didn’t you?”

“Because I don’t want you to be the other guy.”
― Anna Bloom, The Art of Letting Go