The Art of Breaking Up Quotes

“Life somehow didn’t quite make sense anymore. Like it did, but it didn’t at the same time. I felt like I could see the way life was supposed to be.”
― Elizabeth Stevens, The Art of Breaking Up

“You’ve got this look in your eyes that hints at how brilliant your mind is and makes me need to know more. Your cheeky smile has me wanting to kiss it right off your lips. And your laugh makes me desperately try to be funny just so I can hear it again.” Well,”
― Elizabeth Stevens, The Art of Breaking Up

“My eyes darted to his mouth as he ran his tongue along his teeth as though he was fighting a full-blown smile. But it was there in his eyes. The glint in them was familiar. Achingly familiar. I felt like I remembered it to the depths of my soul. But I couldn’t quite remember it. My brain was telling me I’d never seen him look at me like that. My feelings were telling me something else entirely. I”
― Elizabeth Stevens, The Art of Breaking Up

“Somehow, during that exchange, we’d both moved closer and we were now standing a mere hand’s width apart. Less. Wade was looking down at me will all the charisma and cocky confidence of the easily charming. For once, I didn’t want to wipe the look off his face. For once, I was falling for it. No. Not falling for it. Going along with it. Wilfully allowing it to happen.”
― Elizabeth Stevens, The Art of Breaking Up

“As we passed in the corridor, our eyes met and it felt like time slowed. Every. Time.”
― Elizabeth Stevens, The Art of Breaking Up

“Tough cookies.”
― Elizabeth Stevens, The Art of Breaking Up

“If it was so true that the heart wanted what the heart wanted, why was it fair that it could just stop wanting it?”
― Elizabeth Stevens, The Art of Breaking Up

“Here was a guy not worth a single second of her time after the way he’d treated her, and she still wanted to give him all of it.”
― Elizabeth Stevens, The Art of Breaking Up

“Life somehow didn’t quite make sense anymore. Like it did, but it didn’t at the same time. I felt like I could see the way life was supposed to be. It shimmered over what now seemed to be a new reality – a reality I wasn’t prepared to acknowledge – like I’d been given the gift of Sight. Except, instead of magic being wonderful and opening up my world, it was terrifying and made my world feel narrow and small.”
― Elizabeth Stevens, The Art of Breaking Up

“After all, words gave a thing power. And maybe, if I didn’t give words to it, I could – like the people downstairs – pretend it wasn’t happening.”
― Elizabeth Stevens, The Art of Breaking Up

“But, pissing off Wade Phillips had become a singularly favourite past time of mine the last couple of years.”
― Elizabeth Stevens, The Art of Breaking Up

“In which case, that might have been Steph pressed up against his locker and being utterly smothered by the human shit-stain more commonly known as Wade Phillips as they tried to inhale the same molecule of air.”
― Elizabeth Stevens, The Art of Breaking Up