Jennifer E. Smith Quotes
Top 100 wise famous quotes and sayings by Jennifer E. Smith
Jennifer E. Smith Famous Quotes & Sayings
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Somehow he'd become the one constant in this whole uneven chapter in her life, & the idea that could change was unsettling.
That's the way these things work, kiddo," he says. "Love isn't supposed to make
sense. It's completely illogical.
sense. It's completely illogical.
We have all sorts of words that could describe us. But we get to choose which ones are most important.
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.
Parents aren't always right about everything," Hadley says. "Sometimes it just takes a while to figure that out.
Aidan is the only person she knows who would mend a pair of sweatpants. He hates to give up on anything.
But cemeteries are like mousetraps for memories, catching grief by the tail before it knows what's what.
The geography of the thing wasn't the point; it didn't matter where they were: there was still too much space between them.
Just because you painted a house didn't mean the furniture inside was any different. It had to be the same with people.
He smiled. "All that stuff can be learned," he said. "What you're doing now, that's instinct. And it counts for a lot.
She wishes that it were true, all of it. That it were more than just a story. That is was their story.
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.
She had a knack for making herself invisible that had always felt like a kind of superpower, something that belonged only to her.
And being here like this, so suddenly close to him is enough to make her lightheaded. It's a feeling like falling.
There's a kind of unfamiliar electricity that goes through her at the nearness of him, and she can't help wondering if he feels it, too.
Why did the scarecrow win the Nobel Prize?"
"Why?" she asked, wrinkling her nose.
"For being outstanding in his field.
"Why?" she asked, wrinkling her nose.
"For being outstanding in his field.
I like how you're neither here nor there. And how there's nowhere else you're meant to be while waiting. You're just sort of suspended.
There's a formula for how long it takes to get over someone, that it's half as long as the time you've been together.
This, it seemed, was just what happened when you left someone. They disappeared behind you like the wake of a boat.
The only time it doesn't help to imagine the sky is when you're thirty thousand feet in the air with nowhere to go but down
Did you know that people who meet at least three different times within twenty-four hour period are ninety-eight percent more likely to meet again?
Perhaps if there were more time, or if time were more malleable; if she could be both places at once, live parallel lives
Is the kind of smile she loves best: It's like a sneeze, a reflex, a twitch, helpless and automatic, and it only happens when he looks at her.
As if it were far easier to start over completely than to try to put everything back together again.
Talking to you is one of my favorite things to do."
"Top 10?" she asked.
"Top 5 at least," he said with a wink.
"Top 10?" she asked.
"Top 5 at least," he said with a wink.
She filed those moments away like precious documents, wore them smooth with memory, collected them like bits of prayers.
What are you really studying?"
He leans back to look at her. "The statistical probability of love at first sight.
He leans back to look at her. "The statistical probability of love at first sight.
Wasn't it just so typical that all the things you never really meant to say were the very ones that came back around to you in the end?
The morning felt like a mixing bowl just waiting for its ingredients; there was a sense of possibility to it, a promise of something more to come.
When you're on the other side of it," she says, "fifty-two years can seem like about fifty-two minutes.
There was so much I was trying not to say. I guess it was easier to talk about nothing than about how much I missed you.
Maybe they were never meant to have more than just one night. After all, not everything can last. Not everything is supposed to mean something.
There's always that tiny piece of hope that this day - your day - will be the one to turn out differently.
Soon enough, his shapeless future would start to mold itself into something more concrete. In the meantime, he was in no hurry.
This house is about two dictionaries away from caving in,' she'd say, 'and you're buying duplicates?
Is it possible not to ever know your type-not to even know you have a type-until quite suddenly you do?
There was no point in waiting for someone who hadn't asked, and there was no point in wishing for something that would never happen.
Well, there's an after-party," he said, leaning back to look at her. "But I'm only stopping by for pictures, and then I've gotta fly to Manila.