Chasing the Moon Quotes

“You’re the sliver of light we long for. You’re our moon, brightening our sky when everything is dark.”
― S.M. Soto, Chasing the Moon

“I wanted to feel like there was a reason I felt so attached to the moon. Maybe there was; maybe there wasn’t. But that’s what I loved about the moon. The ability it has to change lives. Change the earth. It’s stronger and much more resilient than people give it credit for.”
― S.M. Soto, Chasing the Moon

“But that is just the thing about chasing love—you can’t. Love comes to you when it’s ready. Love comes at the most inopportune times. And if you are lucky, love won’t find you at all.”
― S.M. Soto, Chasing the Moon

“I think I fell in love with her because, as the goddess of the moon, she personified life’s constant changes. In the myths, as the Titan goddess, she would drive her chariot with the moon across the sky at night. She was considered this all-seeing eye of the night because the moon would always be visible in the black sky, and no one could run from it.”
― S.M. Soto, Chasing the Moon

“With quaking hands, I open the small box next. A broken sob tears from my chest once I see what’s inside. Just like the one he bought me when I was a child rests another moon necklace, only this time, the back is inscribed. I’ll meet you at the moon, Daddy”
― S.M. Soto, Chasing the Moon

“My mom smiles sadly. “He’s finally chasing the moon.”
― S.M. Soto, Chasing the Moon

“I felt like I had given him every piece of me, and he wasn’t even of sound mind to notice.”
― S.M. Soto, Chasing the Moon

“After all that, I started becoming obsessed with using the moon to manifest my intentions. Which I know, it sounds crazy, but you’d be surprised what believing in something can do for you.”
― S.M. Soto, Chasing the Moon

“Endymion chuckles. The sound drifts down to me, swirling through my body, raising the gooseflesh on my skin. If this were a cartoon, his laughter would have a stream of music notes attached to it, and those notes would encircle me.”
― S.M. Soto, Chasing the Moon

“I never grow tired of the moon. It’s cratered with imperfections, visible from light years away. And, at times, I feel like a walking, talking imperfection. The moon has a dark side, just like so many of us, and it sits alone in the sea of stars. For all intents and purposes, I feel like I am the moon.”
― S.M. Soto, Chasing the Moon

“He shrugs. “I like sitting here with you just fine.” My heart stumbles at his words. It’s not like he’s professing his undying love to me or anything, but hell, tell that to my battered heart that has waited years for this man to show me an ounce of his attention.”
― S.M. Soto, Chasing the Moon

“The moon is a wonder. Not only is it the largest and brightest object in the sky, but, just like the stars, it has always inspired awe in many people. From scientists, to the mythologists, to regular people like me, who look up and wonder what the significance is on nights like this. It’s always radiated an air of mystery and magic, love and, obviously, unattainable beauty. It’s been used to measure time. The waxing and waning have made it a symbol of change in cycles around the world. One cycle being the constant alternation of birth and death, creation and destruction. The moon belongs to things that transgress the boundaries of astronomy, astrology, and even religion. I feel a connection to the moon in the myths and legends. The moon gives me a friend when I feel like I have no one—when I am lonely. On nights when things seem bleak, as if nothing in life will ever go according to plan, staring up at the moon brings me a sense of peace. Because when I stare up at the sky that’s lit up by the stars and silver light, I know I’m not the only one. I know I’m not the only one who feels invisible or lonely. For all intents and purposes, it feels like I am the moon, and Endymion is the sun. Our non-present love affair was condemned from the beginning.”
― S.M. Soto, Chasing the Moon

“I prefer to be at home curled up with a good book or outside, staring up at the moon.”
― S.M. Soto, Chasing the Moon

“I do like it. The moon. My name…my name belonged to the moon goddess. Guess I’ve just always been a little obsessed.” “Ah. Yeah. That makes sense. What did this goddess do?” I want to tell him. It’s on the tip of my tongue to say she drove the moon across the sky and fell in love with a handsome shepherd by the name of Endymion, but I don’t say that.”
― S.M. Soto, Chasing the Moon