Jennifer E. Smith Quotes

There’s a star in the sky that refuses to stay put, and Hadley realizes it’s actually a plane, that just last night, that star was them.

There are certain things in life that you'll be forgiven for, no matter how thoughtless or stupid or reckless, but if you do that same thing twice, you're on your own.

There was a lump in her throat as she watched him fidget with the buttons on his vest, and it struck her as the truest form of kindness, the most basic sort of love: to be worried about the one who was worrying about you.

and the boy's eyes are searching hers with something like loneliness, like the very last thing he wants is to be left behind right now.

Her eyes travel down to where he's gripping the handle of her suitcase. "What're you doing?" she asks, blinking at him."You looked like you needed some help."Hadley just stares at him."And this way it's perfectly legal," he adds with a grin.

I might not say it, but I obviously show you how I feel,” she says. “Why do the words have to be so important?”“They just are,” he says, standing up and brushing off the back of his jeans. “Not because you’re saying them, but because you’re not.

Is it possible not to ever know your type-not to even know you have a type-until quite suddenly you do?

And being here like this, so suddenly close to him is enough to make her lightheaded. It's a feeling like falling.

We have all sorts of words that could describe us. But we get to choose which ones are most important.

It had always been the two of them through everything -every adventure and every expedition- and now there was this awful distance between them, and she tried not to think about all the stories they were missing out on, all the litle moments and bigger milestones that had happened over the past few weeks without the other knowing

they'd become unaccustomed to the brightness of their own city, and, faced with it now in all its intensity, they cupped their hands over their eyes as if staring into the sun.

The important part is that you had someone to stick by you all that time. Even when everything sucked.

Childhood memories were like airplane luggage; no matter how far you were traveling or how long you needed them to last, you were only ever allowed two bags

There's always a gap between the burn and the sting of it, the pain and the realization...You can't survive a rift that big without it leaving a mark.

There are different kinds of happy, some kinds don't need any proof-Ellie O'Neill, This is What Happy Looks Like

Somehow he'd become the one constant in this whole uneven chapter in her life, & the idea that could change was unsettling.

People talk about books being an escape, but here on the tube, this one feels more like a lifeline...The motion of the train makes her head rattle, but her eyes lock on the words the way a figure skater might choose a focal point as she spins, and just like that, she's grounded again.

She filed those moments away like precious documents, wore them smooth with memory, collected them like bits of prayers.