When In Rome...Find Yourself Quotes

“Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to have a boyfriend again, someone to watch movies with, to fall asleep with. Someone to rest her head against, to curl into as she grew drowsy, too. Someone to admire when she caught him sleeping and saw that vulnerable, naked side of him that appeared when waking consciousness left him. And if she couldn’t have that, at least she could enjoy the illusion while it lasted. She didn’t have to wake him just yet. When the movie ended. She could wake him then.     CHAPTER”
― Lena Mae Hill, When In Rome...Find Yourself

“Talking to her sister always made Rory feel grounded and real again, as if she’d been holding her breath without realizing it and could finally let it out, could really be herself for a few moments. Was this how real friendships felt? Or just family?     CHAPTER”
― Lena Mae Hill, When In Rome...Find Yourself

“Are you taking a picture of those people kissing?” Ned asked. “Oh—no.” Rory lowered her camera and turned away, walking up the sidewalk quickly so he couldn’t see her face. He caught up with her after a few steps. “That’s a bold move,” he said. “But hey, whatever you’re into.” “It’s not like that.” With her camera in front of her, all the anxiety melted away. It was as if she became invisible when she held it up in front of her face. It didn’t matter what they thought of her, because she wasn’t there anymore. Only her camera remained. Usually, she forgot people were real on the other side. They became part of the composition, part of the fountain and the plaza with the cobbled street and the stone buildings beyond. They”
― Lena Mae Hill, When In Rome...Find Yourself

“Did you want to take some pictures?” she asked. “I hope I wasn’t in your way, or hogging all the good angles.” “I take my pictures with my mind,” Ned said. “I don’t use a camera.” “Not even on your phone?” Rory tried to imagine not taking pictures, but she couldn’t. It was the only way she really saw what was right in front of her. It became more real through the lens, each part of it something special in its own rite, something to appreciate and marvel over. “Not even with a camera,” Ned said.”
― Lena Mae Hill, When In Rome...Find Yourself