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“I'm asking you to forget everything you know about True Love. The real kind doesn't make you selfish and shortsighted. Real love makes you better than you ever knew you could be.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“You could love someone, you could pick the right person, you could give your life to them, and you could. Still. Get. Hurt.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“Worth noting here is a common little mind trap that you humans frequently fall into: thinking much more about whether the other person likes you than whether you actually like them.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“1. Romantic: One who ruthlessly believes in love in its finest form and impresses those feelings onto his or her various relationships. May result in scaring off partners, falling for the wrong person, and desperately trying to turn life into a movie with glamorous Old Hollywood actors. May also result in some of the best, most inspiring, and deepest relationships around.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“Inspirational shit works a lot better, he mused, when your whole life isn’t already ruined.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“Half the time, people just want to be assholes, so they call it rebellion. ”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“Maybe even though what they had was beautiful, it wasn't meant to last forever.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“In fact, it is quite possible that you think you've found me (love) when you haven't.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“2. Adventurer: One who primarily seeks out a partner for life's adventures (and misadventures), and who doesn't feel the need for overly romantic gestures, saccharine phrases, or deep discussions about the future. May result in downplaying more serious emotions or situations in favor of "just seeing where it goes." May result in fun, fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants relationship that keeps both partners excited and fulfilled.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“Everyone thinks their romance is classy AF. No one sits there comparing their coupledom to the stuff of Lifetime movies. And no one thinks it will go away because, if you did, you'd never take a chance. Luckily, the human heart is not that logical.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“Love is messy. I want that.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“The two strangers got to the waffle station at exactly the same time. (I swear I’m like an award-winning orchestra conductor sometimes.)

Cara poured a ladleful of regular batter onto her machine, while Sammy poured her own ladle and grabbed the container of chocolate chips.

Wait for it . . .

Wait for it . . .

“Shit!” Sammy stared at the mountain of chocolate now piled up on the batter. The cap of the container had come off completely and rolled along the floor right into Cara’s feet.

“Oh my god, let me help you!” Cara sprung to action, as I knew she would, grabbing a broom and dustpan that I’d placed nearby and cleaning up the chips on the floor.

“Oh, you don’t have to,” Sammy stammered. “I’m sorry—I don’t know how that happened.”

Cara swept the chips into the dustpan and surveyed Sammy’s half-cooked waffle, which was now completely coated in messy, gooey chocolate. “I mean, I love chocolate as much as the next girl, but even that’s a little much for me.”

Sammy laughed, then fiddled with the container in her hand. “I think some dick unscrewed the top so they’d all fall out.” She rolled her eyes. “College boys.” (Or metaphysical entities. Either one.)

“Wow, what an asshole,” Cara said. “People are such idiots.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“She looked at him all serious, and Gael swore even her freckles looked like they weren’t messing around. ”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
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Yuli Pritania, The Romantics
“So what’s your favorite horror movie?” she asked.

“Easy,” Gael said. “The Birds.” Not even its recent association with Anika could quell his love for the masterpiece.

“Umm, The Birds totally doesn’t count as horror.”

“Of course it does!” Gael ventured a sip of his hot chocolate, but it was still too hot. “What are you talking about?”

“No one even dies,” Sammy protested. “You can’t have a horror movie without at least one death.”

“The schoolteacher dies,” Gael said.

Sammy rolled her eyes. “Fine, fine. Favorite slasher film, then. You know, where there’s a killer, and the killer is not, like, a pigeon.”

It was actually mainly crows and seagulls in The Birds, but Gael let that one slide. ”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“Well, we’re happy for you, Gael,” Jenna said genuinely.

And he was happy, too.

Totally happy.

Pharrell-level happy.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“So in case you were wondering, I had no idea her friend was you,” Gael said. “I wouldn’t have tried to rope you into babysitting, I promise.”

“I believe you,” Sammy said. “Don’t worry. We’re hardly even friends, really, I just met her yesterday—ooh, look,” she squealed, interrupting herself. “There’s a baby elephant!”

Gael laughed. “I wouldn’t have expected you to go ape-shit for baby animals.”

Sammy raised an eyebrow. “Name one person with a soul who doesn’t go apeshit for baby animals. They’re, like, animals who are tiny. Who are you, the devil?”

Gael shook his head. “I like them, too. Obviously. But your voice went about a million levels higher just then.”

Sammy crossed her arms. “Maybe you should question your ability to maintain an even tone of voice in the face of”—she smiled one of those weird upside-down smiles that little kids do when they’re excited—“BABY ELEPHANTS.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“Anika’s hand in his felt natural, and the energy between them felt big and important, straight-up literary, like Tristan and Isolde. Cathy and Heathcliff. Romeo and Juliet.

But the thing that Gael forgot to remember was that, whether the author is Shakespeare, Emily Brontë, or whoever the hell wrote Tristan and Isolde, all of those stories have one thing in common:

They end badly.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“Every day since TUB (The Ultimate Betrayal) had been a disaster. He had English with Anika, who never failed to shoot him a forced smile. Then chemistry with Mason, where they were lab partners. Gael refused to talk to either of them. In the past week, he’d barely exchanged words with anyone.

Things were even awkward with Danny. Even though he was Gael’s best friend besides Mason, the dude was gaga for Jenna, and Jenna had long been Anika’s BFF. As such, this had become the unspoken rule among them: Jenna was Team Anika, Danny was Team Jenna, and by the transitive property, Danny couldn’t be on Gael’s side.

Gael hadn’t ever thought to make friends outside of their little group. He hadn’t hedged his bets, if you will.

He’d put all his eggs in one basket.

And those eggs had decided to hook up with each other behind his back.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics
“High school marching band was its own little microcosm of the world. More a study in sociology than in woodwinds and brass: There were the band geeks, pimply and a tad too greasy, making out with one another every chance they got. There were the no-nonsense go-getters, eager to fill a line on their college applications, marching without rhythm or passion. There was the percussion section, hipsters-to-be whose arms would be full of tattoos in a few years’ time. And there were the tuba players, chunky and asexual, as if they were slowly morphing into their instrument of choice.”
Leah Konen, The Romantics