After Forever Quotes

“For forever, and after forever,
Caden.”
― Jasinda Wilder, After Forever

“If you love someone enough, you give them as many chances as they need to get it right.”
― Jasinda Wilder, After Forever

“What – what if she never wakes up, Eden?” His voice was a ragged whisper. “What do I do?”
“I don’t – I don’t know.”
“I – she’s my wife. I love her. I don’t know how to – I don’t know what to do. I miss her. I need her.”
― Jasinda Wilder, After Forever

“Sometimes, maybe… sometimes there’s no right or wrong. Sometimes there’s just… surviving.”
― Jasinda Wilder, After Forever

“I don’t know who I am anymore, Ever. I’m a castaway. Lost. Drowning. I love you. That’s the only true thing I know, and it’s all I have to hold on to. I love you. I’ll love you forever. Until the day I die, and I’ll love you in whatever world comes after this one. Cade”
― Jasinda Wilder, After Forever

“There are moments in life when you know, irrevocably, that you’ve given in, come undone. That you’ve slipped, lost your balance, and fallen over a cliff’s edge, that there’s no climbing back up, there’s no slowing the fall. You never forget those moments. They get burned into the fabric of your soul, imprinted on you, tattooed on your consciousness.”
― Jasinda Wilder, After Forever

“So I have to keep going. I have to pick myself up, and live. I don’t know how I’ll do it, but I will. For you. For US.”
― Jasinda Wilder, After Forever

“This…hole in the world, man-shaped. Me-shaped. A vacancy.”
― Jasinda Wilder, After Forever

“I was slipping away.”
― Jasinda Wilder, After Forever

“I was retreating, I knew, back into the numb place I’d lived after Mom died, and even more so after Dad had. I was there again, and it was the only way I’d survive.”
― Jasinda Wilder, After Forever

“The intimacy was disconcerting, right and wrong at the same time, comforting and terrifying, exhilarating and guilt-inducing.”
― Jasinda Wilder, After Forever

“she ever woke up—was becoming a spear of horror stabbing my heart every time I said it, thought it, heard it. Six syllables. Five words. Fifteen letters. My future, contained, imprisoned. My heart, shredded.”
― Jasinda Wilder, After Forever