Sarah Addison Allen Quotes
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He reached for her and kissed her. It was all at once passionate, as if there was too much in him to contain. He was immediately swept up in it. It took no effort, the difference between swimming on your own and being washed away in a flood.
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When Josey woke up and saw the feathery frost on her windowpane, she smiled. Finally, it was cold enough to wear long coats and tights. It was cold enough for scarves and shirts worn in layers, like camouflage. It was cold enough for her lucky red cardigan, which she swore had a power of its own. She loved this time of year. Summer was tedious with the light dresses she pretended to be comfortable in while secretly sure she looked like a loaf of white bread wearing a belt. The cold was such a relief.
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If a man has so much heat he burns your skin when he touches you, he's the devil. Run away
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...she was still water in his hands. He didn't know how to hold on.
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Like magic, she felt him getting nearer, felt it like a pull in the pit of her stomach. It felt like hunger but deeper, heavier. Like the best kind of expectation. Ice cream expectation. Chocolate expectation.
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Girls like us, when we love, it takes everything we have.
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Some of the best people i know are fools', Evanelle said. 'The strongest people I know.
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There was an art to the male posterior. That's all there was to it.
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I'll give you one day at a time, Claire. But remember, I'm thousands of days ahead already.
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Misfits need a place to get away, too. All that trying to fit in is exhausting.
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First frost meant letting go, so it was always reason to celebrate.
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Blank-slate friendships were thin and temperamental. She knew that. There was no history there to cement people together, for better or worse.
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Coffee, she'd discovered, was tied to all sorts of memories, different for each person. Sunday mornings, friendly get-togethers, a favorite grandfather long since gone, the AA meeting that saved their life. Coffee meant something to people. Most found their lives were miserable without it. Coffee was a lot like love that way. And because Rachel believed in love, she believed in coffee, too.
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My favorite books are the ones that make me smile for hours after reading them. I want that for my readers, for the sweetness to linger. Sort of like chocolate, but without the calories
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Men. You can't live with them, you can't shoot them.
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It was like the way you wanted sunshine on Saturdays, or pancakes for breakfast. They just made you feel good.
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But one thing she Rachel did believe in was love. She believed that you could smell it, that you could taste it, that it could change the entire course of your life.
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Why were girls in such a hurry to grow up? Agatha would never understand. Childhood was magical. Leaving it behind was a magnificent loss.
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The area was encompassed in a bubble of warm, fragrant steam from the funnel cake deep fryers. It smelled like sweet vanilla cake batter you licked off a spoon.
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When you're a teenager, your friends are your life. When you grow up, friendships seem to get pushed further and further back, until it seems like a luxury, a frivolity, like a bubble bath.
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It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.
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It was early evening when they walked outside, the sky the color of pink lemonade.
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It had always fascinated him that she'd consumed so many words, that her head was full of stories, told a thousand different ways.
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Happiness is a risk. If you’re not a little scared, then you’re not doing it right.