759 Quotes by Gayle Forman

Porque de pronto, quiero escuchar sus huesos crujir. Quiero sentir la suavidad que ofrece su carne, escuchar su grito de asombro mientras el hueso de mi cadera se estrella contra ella. Quiero tirar su cabeza hacia atrás hasta que su cuello está expuesto. Quiero rasgar mis manos por su cabello hasta que su respiración sea entrecortada. Quiero hacerla llorar y lamer sus lágrimas. Y luego quiero llevar mi boca a la de ella, devorarla en vida....

Es sólo un día, un periodo de veinticuatro horas para superarte a ti mismo -Adam

D'après mon amie Kim, ai-je dit, c'est signe de profondeur d'âme. Pour elle, le monde est divisé entre les personnes qui envisagent leurs obsèques et les autres. Les artistes et les gens brillants appartiennent à la première catégorie.

Everyone thinks it was because of the snow. And in a way, I suppose that's true.

When you're on the road, there is awlays the promise of the next stop being better than the last

Mom was adamantly pro-choice. She had a bumper sticker on the car that read If you can't trust me with a choice, how can you trust me with a child? But in her case the choice was to keep me.

Now I was laughing. I was still scared, but it was somehow comforting to think that maybe stage fright was a trait [even my parents had]..."But seriously, how do you get over the jitters?"Dad was still smiling, but I could tell he had turned serious because he slowed down his speech. "You don't. You just work through it. You hang in there."So I went on.

When I open the door in front of the bus station, he says, "Take care, Cody," in a quiet voice....As much as I want to put miles between me and Ben McCallister, now that I'm doing just that, I understand what a relief it's been to share this weight with someone."Yeah. You too," I tell him. "Have a good life."It's not what I meant to say. It sounds too flippant. But maybe it's the most you can hope for someone.

I miss my father. I miss my grandfather. I miss my home. And I miss my mother. But the thing is, for almost three years, I managed not to miss any of them. And then I spent that one day with that one girl. One day ... It was like she gave me her whole self, and somehow as a result, I gave her more of myself than I even realized there was to give. But then she was gone. And only after I'd been filled up by her, by that day, did I understand how empty I really was.