June First Quotes

“Just as we cannot force ourselves to love someone, we cannot force ourselves to unlove them, either. Fate can be foolish, and fate can be careless. But fate is always true.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“I’m hopelessly, irrevocably in love with you, June Bailey. The desperate, aching kind of love. The kind there’s no coming back from. The kind there’s no way out of. The kind that’s going to be the death of me one day. I fall more in love with June than I ever thought possible as we clutch each other in a moonlit graveyard on her eighteenth birthday, with my mother on my mind, and the scent of sweet desserts dancing in the air.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“There are worse things than loving the wrong person. And that's losing them.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“The quiet is where I overthink. The quiet is where I backslide. The quiet is where I second-guess everything.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“No relationship comes without a fight, but it has to be worth fighting for. It has to be worth all the sacrifices you'll inevitably have to make.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“Never underestimate a man willing to wait forever for the woman he loves.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“You're not responsible for the way others react to what you need to do to get better.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“You just need to be brave that first time, then all the other times come easy.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“You were unsure which pain is worse: the shock of what happened, or the ache for what never will.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“June always feels like a new beginning.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“We’ve grown codependent. We’re addicted to each other. And until I learn how to live without him, I’ll never be able to live with him in a healthy way.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“He turned the only girl I’ve ever wanted into the only girl I can never have.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“Do you want to know exactly what’s hiding in that light at the end of the tunnel? Well, I’ll tell you. That’s your legs working again after months of physical therapy. That’s the medication readjusting the chemicals in your brain after you took a razor to your wrist. That’s the bronze A.A. chip after a year of painful sobriety. That’s the warm tickle in your stomach when you find love again after a messy divorce.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“I love June. I’m in love with June…madly, completely, infinitely. I’m in so deep, there’s no way out. And I’d love her no matter what, regardless of the circumstances, regardless of if we were neighbors, friends, classmates, or strangers. I was always meant to love her.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“I’ve lost my best friend—the Mario to my Luigi.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“I’m hopelessly, irrevocably in love with you, June Bailey. The desperate, aching kind of love. The kind there’s no coming back from. The kind there’s no way out of. The kind that’s going to be the death of me one day. I fall more in love with June than I ever thought possible as we clutch each other in a moonlit graveyard on her eighteenth birthday, with my mother on my mind and the scent of sweet desserts dancing in the air.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“I’m hopelessly, irrevocably in love with you, June Bailey. The desperate, aching kind of love. The kind there’s no coming back from. The kind there’s no way out of.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“Well, you know. I wanted to give you a reminder of her every June first—a happy reminder. A sweet memory hidden in the sadness.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“If my father hadn’t murdered my mother, I would still just be the neighbor boy and she would be the girl next door. Instead, he branded us with a label, forced me into something twisted. He turned the only girl I’ve ever wanted into the only girl I can never have.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

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― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“You’ve never felt like my brother!” I shout, temper flaring, cheeks burning hot. I stare at him with a heaving chest, balled fists, and swiftly falling tears. “Theo was my brother. You’ve only ever felt like…mine.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“I’m hopelessly, irrevocably in love with you, June Bailey. The desperate, aching kind of love. The kind there’s no coming back from. The kind there’s no way out of. The kind that’s going to be the death of me one day. I fall more in love with June than I ever thought possible”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“Tomorrow, it will be June. June always feels like a new beginning.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“You were unsure which pain is worse: the shock of what happened, or the ache for what never will.” —SIMON VAN BOOY, EVERYTHING BEAUTIFUL BEGAN AFTER”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“People talk about rehabilitation all the time. Broken bodies learning to walk again. Impaired minds fighting disease, addiction, and dark thoughts. But have they ever had to rehabilitate a heart? Hearts fall apart, too.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“Because that’s what love does. It happens. It sneaks up on you, and then it burrows. It festers in your blood. And once it’s in your blood you can’t just flush it out. It’s a part of you. Trying to get rid of it would be like cutting off a limb or carving your heart right out of your chest.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“I’d had practice with tragedy. I’d been there before, and I’d seen what the darkness could do. I’d lived inside it, and I’d crawled my way out with teeth, claws, and blood. I knew that darkness wasn’t permanent—just as the sun sets, the sun always rises. And so do we.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“She claimed my good and my bad, my light and my dark. She took my broken, ugly bits and molded them into something worthy of display. She turned my agony into art.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“Dad said he had to take some of it for himself or else the bucket would break. He took all of the Snickers bars because they were the heaviest.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First

“a heart can only heal if you choose to let it.”
― Jennifer Hartmann, June First