324 Quotes by Cynthia Hand

So often we only do what we think is expected of us, when we are capable of so much more.

Fox Creek Road. Such a simple, unassuming name for this place where destiny’s going to go down. Now I know the where. And the who, and the what. All I have to figure out is the when. And the why.

He’s waiting. He’s still waiting. He’s given up everything for me. His entire life. His future. Everything, because he wants to keep me safe. Because he believes, in his heart, that he’s my purpose and I’m his.

I have a thing for Rochester,” confessed Jane. “It’s not healthy.

Great,” I answer. It’s fruitless to argue with Dave; he’s so freaking calm. “I’ll get right on that.

I'm looking at you. Why are you always trying to hide how pretty you are?

Tucker doesn’t see me right away. He smiles the way he does when he delivers the punch line for a joke, a wry, knowing little flash of teeth and dimple. I melt seeing that smile, remembering the times when it’s been aimed at me.

Everybody dies, and everybody loses people they love.

This is going to sound trite, I suppose, but you never know when it’s going to be the last time. That you hug someone. That you kiss. That you say goodbye.