Colleen Hoover Quotes

Question everything. Your love, your religion, your passion. If you don't have questions, you'll never find answers.

I'm sorry about that. I'm sure you didn't miss me like I missed you, but sometimes the things that matter to you most are also the things that hurt you the most. And in order to get over that hurt, you have to sever all the extensions that keep you tethered to that pain. You were an extension of my pain, so I guess that's what I was doing. I was just trying to save myself a little bit of agony.

To my babies,

Merry Christmas. I'm sorry if these letters have caught you both by surprise. There is just so much more I have to say. I know you thought I was done giving advice, but I couldn't leave without reiterating a few things in writing. You may not relate to these things now, but someday you will. I wasn't able to be around forever, but I hope that my words can be.

-Don't stop making basagna. Basagna is good. Wait until a day when there is no bad news, and bake a damn basagna.

-Find a balance between head and heart. Hopefully you've found that Lake, and you can help Kel sort it out when he gets to that point.

-Push your boundaries, that's what they're there for.

-I'm stealing this snippet from your favorite band, Lake. "Always remember there is nothing worth sharing, like the love that let us share our name."

-Don't take life too seriously. Punch it in the face when it needs a good hit. Laugh at it.

-And Laugh a lot. Never go a day without laughing at least once.

-Never judge others. You both know good and well how unexpected events can change who a person is. Always keep that in mind. You never know what someone else is experiencing within their own life.

-Question everything. Your love, your religion, your passions. If you don't have questions, you'll never find answers.

-Be accepting. Of everything. People's differences, their similarities, their

I cut right to the chase. "Are you dying?"
"Aren't we all?" she replies.

My grandmother looks at me and shakes her head. "He got one of those intelligent phones. Now he's trying to twit the president." "Smart phones," I correct her. "And it's tweet, not twit." "He follows me," my grandfather says defensively. "I'm not kidding, he really does!

When I'm with you, I think of all the great things I could be if I were without you.

You drink to escape the emotional pain you're in, and then the next day you do it all over again to get rid of the physical pain. So you drink more and your drink more often and pretty soon you're drunk all the time and it becomes just as bad, if not worse, than the reality you were attempting to escape from in the first place. Only now, you need an escape from the escape, so you find something even stronger than the alcohol. And maybe that's what turns alcoholics into addicts.

I'm not even out the door yet and you've already replaced me? Vicious. And for the record, I don't have an inability to say no to guys. I have an inability to grasp the moral ramifications of premarital sex. Lots and lots of premarital sex.

Never judge others. You both know good and well how unexpected events can change who a person is. Always keep that in mind. You never know what someone else is experiencing within their own life.

Daniel Wesley, you're gonna get caught," she says with a grin. She turns and begins walking toward the exit, so I discreetly place a hand on her lower back and walk next to her.

"God, I hope so," I say. "If I have to sit through another lunch like that, I'll lose my shit and you'll end up on your back on top of the table."

She laughs. "What a way with words you have.

I want you to remember how your heart reacts every time I kiss you."
I want you to remember my hands, and how they can't stop touching you."
"And I need you to remember that anyone can make love. But I'm the only one who deserves to make love to you.

Musicians have blocks, just like writers do. You'll find your muse again.

Lol? What the hell does that mean? Lots of love?

Or maybe I'm supposed to confront her right now, because as soon as I round the corner, my eyes land on her. I come to a quiet stop and watch her. She's the only one in the hallway

Youth and beauty fade. Human decency doesn't.

Because if you've never felt anything when someone's kissed you, then no one's ever really kissed you.

I hate him for instilling awful things in my memory and somehow making me grieve for him in the midst of all the awful. I don't want to grieve over his loss. I want to rejoice in it, but it's just not in me.

Me: Why don't you ever practice on your balcony like you used to? This question gets me immediate eye contact from him, but it doesn't last. His eyes flicker across my face, down my body, and finally back to his phone.
Ridge: Why would I? You're not out there anymore.

There's a subtle change, and it makes him feel good. I don't know why, but it seems as if there isn't a lot in his life that makes him feel good, so I like that this does

The only thing that can break the unbreakable is the unthinkable.

As far as what readers can expect with 'Maybe Someday,' I'm not the type of writer who writes to educate or inform my readers. I simply write to entertain them.

I'll be there at six," Breckin says. He looks at me and smirks. "I bet you'll be there are six, too, right, Daniel? You like six? Is six good for you?"
He's on to us. Fucker.

If we were friends, I would do something to comfort him. Maybe grab his hand and hold it. But there's too much inside me that wants to be more than his friend, which means we can't be friends at all. If an attraction is present between two people, those two people can only be one of two things. Involved or not involved. There is no in-between.

Forever I will move like the world that turns beneath me And when I lose my direction, I'll look up to the sky And when the black cloak drags upon the ground I'll be ready to surrender, and remember Well we're all in this together If I live the life I'm given, I won't be scared to die. - THE AVETT BROTHERS, ONCE AND FUTURE CARPENTER

I've loved Hope since we were kids. But tonight? Tonight I fell in love with Sky.

But then I met you, and every single day since then, I've wondered how someone could be so beautiful if there wasn't a God

Sure, it was only temporary, but you can't take away someone's only means of survival and expect them to function on their own. That's how I felt, anyway – like the only nourishment for my soul had been ripped from me.

I feel vulnerable. I I try to mask my emotions, but I feel like everyone knows what I'm thinking and feeling, and I don't like it. I don't like being an open book. I feel like I'm up on the stage, pouring my heart out to him, and it scares the hell out of me.

The only thing that matters to me with you is the forevers.

I need to learn how to rely on myself to stay strong because I'm the only one I can trust.

Home still feels like a mythical place I've been searching for my whole life.

When you're willing to give up the things that mean the most to you just to see someone else happy, that's real love.

Somehow in the course of sixty seconds, this guy has managed to swoon me, then terrify the hell out of me.

Wet eyes and a dry heart.

The events of your life are all crammed together one minute right after the other without any time lapses or blank pages or chapter breaks because no matter what happens life just keeps going and moving forward and words keep flowing and truths keep spewing whether you like it or not and life never lets you pause and just catch your fucking breath.

Everything about him causes my lungs to fail and my heart to go into overdrive

She dips her spoon into her ice cream, then puts the spoon back in her mouth. I can't stop staring at that spoon. I think I love that spoon.

It hurts so much. I never knew a heart could hold the weight of the entire world.

I went running and I ran into her again thanks to fate or coincidence or divine intervention or maybe you had something to do with it.

My mother says there are people you meet and get to know, and then there are people you meet and already know.

We're born into the world as just one small piece to the puzzle that makesup an entire life.

She's crying, not because she's sad, but because she doesn't know how to express what she's feeling. She knows there aren't words good enough for this moment.

Part of me wasn't sure I wanted him in the bed with me, but I soon realize that falling asleep in our shared sadness is somehow more comforting than falling asleep alone.

I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. I can't wait to shine light on all your perfects.

but sometimes the things that matter to you most are also the things that hurt you the most. And in order to get over that hurt, you have to sever all the extensions that keep you tethered to that pain.

Fallon, we have been dating for two hours now. I can read you like a book, and right now i do believe that book is full of erotica.

I'll keep pretending to swim, when really all I'm doing is floating. Barely keeping my head above water. -

Nothing I can do would ever make my heart worthy enough to share a love with yours.

I think about all the people I wish could die instead of you.

Karen makes her way back into the living room.

You don't deserve words, Sky. You deserve actions.

When I die, I need to know that I did everything I've ever wanted to do, and I've seen everything I've ever wanted to see, and I've loved everyone I've ever wanted to love.

You probably faked passing out the other day, just so you could be carried in my hot, sweaty, manly arms.

Okay, so how does this work exactly?" I ask as we walk toward his car. "Do we float down the bayou in rowboat while little critters sing 'Kiss the Girl'.

I may not remember anything about her, but I would bet her smile was my favorite part of her

Speaking of ... does this mean you get your phone back?" I shrug. "I don't really want that phone back. I'm hoping my whipped boyfriend will get me an iPhone for Christmas.

Why are you always so mad?"

She laughs under her breath. "That's easy," she says. "Assholes, stupid customers, a shitty job, worthless parents, crappy friends, bad weather, annoying roommates who don't know how to kiss."

I laugh at the last comment, which I'm sure was supposed to be a dig, but it felt more like an underhanded flirt.

"How are you so happy all the time?" she asks. "You think everything is funny."

"That's easy," I say. "Great parents, being lucky enough to have a job, loyal friends, sunny days, and roommates who starred in porn films.

You said pain is necessary, because in order for a person to succeed, they must first learn to conquer adversity.

I have been entertaining the idea, Sky. Believe me. It's just a huge step that can't be undone once it's taken."
"What if it's a step you don't
want undone, though? What if it's a step that just makes you want to take another step, and another step, until you're full-on sprinting?"
She laughs. "That's exactly what I'm afraid of.

For better, for worse? Fuck. That. Shit.

Okay. Would you rather I looked like Hugh Jackman or George Clooney?"
"Johnny Depp," she says.
She answers a little too fast for my comfort. "What the hell, Lake? You're supposed to say Will! You're supposed to say you want me to look like me!"
"But you weren't one of the options," she says.
"Neither was Johnny Depp!

The problem? Heroines don't need protecting. When

Sky, if you're wondering if I have commitment issues, the answer is no. Someday in the far, far, far away future ... like post-college future ... when I propose to you ... which I will be doing one day because you aren't getting rid of me ... I won't be marrying you with the hope that our marriage will work out. When you become mine, it'll be a forever thing. I've told you before that the only thing that matters to me with you are the forevers, and I mean that.

This kiss is worth all the tears, all the heartache, all the pain, all the struggles, all the waiting. She's worth it all. She's worth more.

There will be days that I don't think we'll know how to survive. But we will, because we have each other.

Hand her the notebook and pen and then back out of the driveway.

In all the time we've spent together, I think we both sort of knew this wasn't a forever thing. I'm not sure why, because I could easily love him that way.

I've lived here less than a week and I can already tell you live in your own version of reality.

Guys can be real fuckers sometimes. I

He laughs. I like his laugh. I hate that I like his laugh.

I love you more this year than any year that came before it.

Will slams poems; I slam doors.

I love you so much." His voice is breathless and full of fear. "I'll love you forever. Even when I can't." My tears fall harder at his words. "And I'll love you forever. Even when I shouldn't.

Miles : that's why people enjoy kissing, because it feels good. but when you like to kiss someone because of who she is, the difference isn't found in the pleasure. the difference is found in the pain you feel when you're not kissing her. maybe that explains why falling in-love is so damn paindful

It's good. Things are great, Fallon.The only thing not going right in my life is the fact that you aren't part of it every single day.

Who cares about tomorrow?
What more is tomorrow,
than another day?
(-The Avett Brothers, "Swept Away")

I realize there can't be a maybe someday between us. There will never be a maybe someday. He loves her, and she obviously loves him, and I can't blame them, because whatever they have is beautiful.

I can still feel the wounds your tears left in my chest every time I breathe.

No one deserves you like I do." ...
"No one sees you like I do." ...
"No one understand you the way I do." ...
"No one makes your heart beat like I do." ...
He presses his palm against my heart. "And no one else deserves to be inside you if they can't get there here first.

I know is if you're going to cheat on Silas Nash it had better be with Ryan Gosling.

I hate technology.

Most teenagers are stashing away cigarettes and weed - I stash away sugar.

Do I inspire you?"
"Every single day.

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I could spend every day getting to know you all over again, Charlie, and I don't think I'd get sick of it.

A happy Atlas was near mind-blowing. It made me want to uncover every single thing about this world that he likes and give it all to him.

You got a tattoo?" It's the third time I've asked Holder the same question, but I just don't believe it. It's out of character for him. Especially since I'm not the one who encouraged it. "Jesus, Daniel," he groans on the other end of the line. "Stop. And stop asking me why." "It's just a weird thing to tattoo on yourself. Hopeless. It's a very depressing term. But still, I'm impressed." "I gotta go. I'll call you later this week." I sigh into the phone. "God, this sucks, man. The only good thing about this entire school since you moved is fifth period.

There's nothing in the world that compares to the feel and smell of brand-new rain.

He shakes his head and pulls his fist against his mouth, biting his knuckles.

When things get too good and too right and too perfect, it's only because the ugly twist hasn't yet infiltrated the goodness of it all ...

What are some words that come to mind when you think of flowers?

I want to have friends that I can trust, who love me for the man I've become ... not the man that I was.

I laugh, relieved that she's... that she simply exists. And that we were lucky enough to exist in the same lifetime, in the same area of the world, in the same state.

His presence alone works wonders for a wounded soul

Maybe she can be like Cinderella and I'll be her Prince Charming.

And as hard as this choice is, we break the pattern before the pattern breaks us.

Lake, you know a band has true talent when their imperfections define perfection.

Avoidance sounds like such a harmless word, but that one word can cause some severe damage to a relationship.

If I knew how to stop the tears, I would. I don't want him to hear me cry. I don't want him to know how upset I am that we can't have this every day of our lives. I don't want him to ask me what's wrong.
When he feels my tears falling against his chest, he doesn't do anything to stop them. Instead, he simply holds me with a much tighter grip and presses his cheek against the top of my head. His hand brushes softly through my hair.
"I know, baby," he whispers. "I know.

Sometimes the spirit of a man isn't strong enough to survive the ghosts of his past

Your heart is so beautiful and someday someone is going to love that heart like it deserves to be loved.