Coffeehouse Angel Quotes

“Falling in love is not a rational process. It can't be planned or avoided. It happens--for good or bad it simply happens. - Katrina Svensen”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“Trying to make sense of love is like trying to dissect a rainbow.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“Falling in love is not a rational process. It can't be planned or avoided. It happens--for good or bad it simply happens. I knew he'd eventually leave. I knew we couldn't be together, but I fell anyway.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“Live. How many of us need to be reminded that living has nothing to do with trying to be as good as someone else, or trying to fit into some category, or filling in the blanks on some stupid checklist. That it has nothing to do with punishing yourself for past mistakes.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“Losing someone is the worst feeling. Loss carves out a deep, hollow pocket. There's no magical way to fill it, no medicine or Band-Aid or surgery to cure it. I suppose that over time you get used to it, but the feeling never totally goes away. And the more time you spend on earth, the more pockets you'll collect. But it's part of living. It's life. - Katrina Svensen”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“Happiness is sweetest when shared.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“I had a life. It was falling apart, but it was mine.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“Do you think it's weird that we're not in love with each other?"
"No. I think it's perfect.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“Just wish it. But remember, it will only work if it's what you most desire. Do it now. We're running out of time."
WHAT I MOST DESIRE. WHAT I MOST DESIRE.
I looked into his electric eyes and made my wish. Then I popped the bean into my mouth and swallowed it whole.
For a moment, the world stood still. We sat in a silent bubble, just us two, insulated from the snow and the wind. His eyes widened. "But, Katrina, that wish was supposed to be for you."
"It's what I most desire."
And it was.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“Surely there were others like me, born without an inkling of direction. The wanderers, the amblers, the dabblers, united by our purposeless mantra-I have no idea what to do with my life.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“Imagine if we all went around telling people exactly what we were thinking—we’d all sound like a bunch of third graders. MY Vincent drink will be much better than YOUR Vincent drink.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“Standing in the beam of refrigerator light, Malcolm squirted ketchup into his mouth.
"He's . . . visiting," I said.
Vincent narrowed his eyes and his voice took on a fatherly tone. "Why's he here at midnight?"
Malcolm licked the inside of a mustard lid, then said, "I'm here at midnight because I'm fulfilling Katrina's desire.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“Well, he's not a weirdo." I didn't turn around to look at Malcolm because he was probably eating dish soap or mayonnaise or something.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“He didn't say anything. Then he leaned closer, so that his arm touched my shoulder. A jolt ran down my body. Everyone in our little group watched, waiting for a response. "I would be honored to escort you, Katrina."
"Oh. Okay." I pulled the bathrobe collar as high as it would go to hide my flaming cheeks.
Malcolm slapped his hand on his knee, then turned to the man sitting next to us and said,way too loudly, "I'm taking Katrina to the Solstice Festival."
"Good for you kid.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“You got anything more to eat?"
He walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and pulled out a cube of butter. Before I could stop him he took a bite. He worked the butter around inn his mouth, then swallowed. "Bit odd," he said, setting the rest of the cube onto the counter.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“Falling in love is not a rational process. It can’t be planned or avoided. It happens—for good or bad it simply happens. I knew he’d eventually leave. I knew we couldn’t be together, but I fell anyway. It wasn’t just the magic or the good looks—though I’m not going to lie and say that those things didn’t matter. They definitely bumped him way ahead of most other Nordby guys. But what also bumped him ahead was that he was kind and attentive. He was honest about his failures and worries. He seemed vulnerable and powerful at the same time. In the end, I would never be able to figure it out.

Trying to make sense of love is like trying to dissect a rainbow.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel

“Elizabeth was one of those perfectly proportioned plump people, like an hourglass. I'm one of those perfectly proportioned skinny people, like a flagpole. Flagpoles are patriotic. That's about the nicest thing I can say about flagpoles.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Coffeehouse Angel