Laura Dave Quotes

I was suddenly and completely inundated by it. What had been lost in losing him.

The calm can't last, not if you're really living. if you're living fully, the storms coming to get you.

Growing up is never idyllic, is it? Or it'd be called something else.

What happened the day I met your father,' she said, 'is that I learned you ave to choose. For better or for worse. You have to choose what your life is going to look like.

You can't finish the things you weren't supposed to start.

Fate suggests no agency. Synchronization is all about agency. It involves all systems running in a state where different parts of the system are almost, if not precisely, ready.

...maybe just once in this life someone loves us for the us we don't even know how to be yet. And if we lose him too early--in the name of all the promises in the world: a new job, a new city, an old love offering us happily ever after--we may just lose that chance to be our best self.

It's harder to appreciate what you don't have to look hard to find.

It's weird to live somewhere where you can't see the stars.

Beauty won't protect you. Not in the end. What will is the one thing you can't plan for. The one thing you can't save for or search for or even find. It has to find you and decide to stay. Time. More of it. More of it to try and make things right.

There is a moment in every relationship when you see the whole thing. The question is when does the moment come? Is it the first time you see the person and instinctively know that things between you are going to work out, or fail? Or is it a moment toward the end, however you get there, when you realize that there is something behind this persons eyes that you were never able to touch, no matter how hard you tried?

that real love comes over time, once that initial draw you're talking about takes on a different form. When you get to understand there is something more concrete between you. Something that is worth preserving...

Sometimes you don't know it. What you have been waiting your whole life for. You don't know until it is happening.

Maybe this only had to be as big as I let it be. So why was I letting it be everything?

That is love, baby girl. Working hard when we don't feel like it.

A small, inexplicable part of me was scared, right from the start - of counting on someone, of trusting that he'd always be there for me - as much it was exactly what another part of me wanted.

There are different ways to be confused about how someone's disappointed you. Some lie about the future because they wanted to forget the past. But some will lie about the past because they think it will give you both a future.

This wasn't because he liked me, I was sure. It had more to do with him banking on what we of wedding age had all become witnesses to - how during these wedding weekends, single women, feeling a little lonely, maybe, or just feeling a little too far from being the bride, found themselves loosening their own rules, opting to be more flexible, more quickly.

People screw up, you know. You shouldn't hold it against them. You shouldn't expect everyone to know everything you're thinking about or not getting from them. It doesn't mean they don't love you. They screw up. -Bobby

The part where you need to choose among the choices that are there, and not the ones that aren't there anymore. At least not how you need them to be. You're still stuck on some imaginary idea you have of how it could have been. You need to think about how it is now. And how you want it to be.

People don't break up because someone's family is a little ... messy. If that were the case, no one would ever get married.

She tries to figure out how to say it so he hears her.

It seemed to me that the universe was tricky that way-as soon as you didn't need something as badly, as soon as you hold onto the hope of it less tightly, you get a second shot at it.

Knew each other in that honest, unmitigated way that people get to know you who meet you when you're still young. Before all the rest of it. Before it becomes both easier and harder to know yourself.

She has learned, over time, that the way someone laughs often mirrors who they are. How they are.

Going to find what he was looking for there. Would you feel better if I told you I had some great photography opportunities

Why people travel far from home-far from where they started. There was, of course, the obvious reason:escape. Escape from the monotony of every day. SO many of us chasing what we wished our everyday existence could be instead. But there was a less obvious and perhaps more important reason. Somewhere, often right in the middle of a trip, you got to believe this was your everyday life. You got to believe you were never going home again.

There are words and there are feelings and somewhere between where the two meet is the truth

You have to grow about eight hundred grapes to get just one bottle of wine. If that isn't an argument to finish the bottle, I don't know what is. - Anonymous

In physics: It's called simultaneity. In music: rhythm. In your life: epic failure.

But Eve - ow whoever comes after Eve - cant save him from eventually doing the hard work that comes after that. The work he has never wanted to do, that she spent the better part of her life trying to protect him from having to do. To jump beyond the impasses, the stuck places, to go deeper with someone. You can do the work to honor what you created, or you don't. But if you don't, you get to the same point with the next person, don't you? You get to the same point, the same questioning, until you push through it. Until you are brave enough to not expect anyone else to see in you what you can't see in yourself.

That's the brutality of a breakup, isn't it? The people leaving think they did everything possible, the people left behind think what is possible hasn't even been tested yet.

Saw me. And it seemed like he was going to do the right thing. But then slowly, evenly, he shook his head. "Your father is welcome to stay on and help run the vineyard. He knows that we would love to have him. He knows that was our preference." I stared at him in disbelief. "Wow, just when I thought you might understand.

I didn't know yet that you can always find that perfect moment right before everything shatters.

I looked at Finn, tempted to explain what had just happened, Bobby moving toward him, though I kept my mouth shut, in favor of trusting what I had learned this weekend, in the face of everything falling apart, and maybe coming together in a greater way than I could have hoped for. You couldn't always work so hard to fix it. Even if things didn't always go the way they should, sometimes they went exactly where they needed to" -Georgia

My father never measured success the way he did - reaching the top-top of something, as if there was an objective tip-top. My father measured it by how well you figured out what you wanted for your life - what you needed to be happy" -Georgia

I don't think you get to be mad at someone unless they come through for you. I don't think you have that luxury. I think you think you can be mad, but really you're just doing something else."

"What's that?"

"Waiting.

I just think people forget what it feels like to really be in love, you know? Like when that's the only thing in the world that matters. I just don't want to decide it's not that important.

We only really remember things for five years. After that, what we remember, what's actually etched in our brain is our memory of the thing, not the thing itself. And five years after that, what's left is our memory of the memory.

Most of the time a person wants something more than anything else. You can tell because at the end of the day that's what they're willing to fight for" -Dan

From vine to finish. A single grape the start of it, this unlabeled bottle right here in my hand the end of it, the eight hundred grapes inside.

Love doesn't leave you. Not all at once. It creeps back in, making you think it can be another way, that it can still be another way, and you have to remind yourself of the reasons that it probably won't be.

If you're not careful, you run out of time.

Finn and Bobby are fighting over the wrong thing. But at least they're fighting." "And how is that good?" "Because that's the only way to get somewhere better." He shrugged. "If you fight, you work it out. If you don't fight, you move into your own corners, and nothing gets decided there.

More than one thing is never true. People love to say the opposite, love to talk about inner conflict, nuances, levels of complication. But if this last year has taught her anything, it has taught her that people are clearer on what they want than they admit to themselves. They want something, or they don't. They decide to keep working at a relationship or they give up. They love someone or they love someone else. And if they love someone else, it is often the idea that they love most, especially when they haven't learned enough to figure out that this new person probably won't save them either.

Why could we say more to each other when it counted less?