Kate Le Vann Quotes

Well, you get to know yourself better. You write about events when they happen to you, but then later you can read what you said about them, and enough time has passed for you to not remember exactly how you were feeling at the time, and you can see where you've gone wrong, or right. It's always surprising - your attitude always changes. Maybe it was a huge deal at the time and now you have no idea why it upset you.

I came to realize that it hadn't really been up to me to chase after him. It had been Luke's choice not to stay
with me.

Hearts don't really get broken, but if you practice too hard with them, they can get quite hurt. It feels like they won't get better, but they do.

I'm scared of using the few memories I have and turning them into memories of memories, like songs you've played too many times, and you feel just a bit less excited by each time.

It's stupidly self-obsessed to try and explain the important moments of your life as something that happened to make you aware of how precious life is, or that someone came into your world to show you how to feel, and I know for certain that Livia Stowe's life whole life was not about making sure I had one perfect summer. Like everyone who has been in love, we just got lucky, but or luck ran out.

I don't know if you ever get over having your heart broken.

This is going to sound odd ... but a small part of me was happy, sitting with her there. I was thinking, now we've done everything together ... like the hard thing, as well as the fun things. We're an item, we're solid. We're together.

She left me at the worst possible time because I knew her enough to know I was completely in love with her, but she didn't leave me with enough memories.

It's weird how you think you've got your life sussed and then it flips over and all your priorities change.

Nothing that happens between two people is guaranteed to be private.

Unrequited love can give you butterflies and tingly lips and lovely, dizzy days where you analyze every word of every sentence they've ever said to you ... but you cry a lot too.

The hardest part is being brave so that nobody knows that you are sad all the time.

When we talk now, we both know we've lost something, and I can feel us trying to fake it and make up what's missing. The faking makes me sad, and the sadness makes the faking harder to do.

Well," Adam said, leaning back and sighing, "I've got that out of my system now. I can leave you alone for the rest of the day. I always say, if you kiss the girl at the start of the date, it takes the pressure off."
"Oh, really, is that what you always say?" I said.
"Always. It's my golden rule. I've literally been saying it since ... since I met you again in Princeton. Well, I suppose it came a bit after that. I've
definitely been saying it all morning.

When you've got a real boyfriend, everything stupid is okay, and everything scary feels safe.

Unrequited love is like buying a dress that you can't fit into but you promise yourself you'll diet for - you can't think about the dress, only about the fact that your body is too big for it.

The introduction was meant to be all important and elegant and meaningful and "This summer marks the voyage of discovery of Livia Stowe," and instead all I'm doing is writing about the plane crashing and when they find my laptop the only message I'll have left for my loved ones and the good of humanity is "Oh, noooooo, we're all going to die! It was the turkeys!" They will know that I knew about the loose bit on the wing. And didn't tell anyone. Okay, everything's smoothing out again now. The flap is still flapping, but we've made it through the flying turkeys, and the plane has stopped bumping. The flight attendants still don't seem bothered, so I think maybe I'm not going to die today.

People don't always tell you the truth about how they feel. And the truth is, it may not be the same as how you feel.

The truth hurts because it's the shit that everyone kept from you.

I need to move on and take chances when
they find me. To be fearless even if it means getting hurt again.