159 Quotes by Josh Lanyon

You feel rain in a used bookstore. The old pages pick up the damp and mustiness like old bones do rheumatism.

You’re kind of a smart ass when you’re not flat on your face.

Still, the first rule of cohabitation is Thou Shalt Not Diss the Other Dude’s Kinfolk.

You got a little bit of an attitude, Mr. English, if you don’t mind my saying so. I don’t mind.

And that infrequent and devastating smile – and eyes just the color of a Scottish loch at sunset, sort of green-gold, like summer bracken or polished cairngorm.

Define history. Was it the sequence of factual past events, the stories about the factual sequence of past events, or the interpretation of the stories about past events?

Jake’s mouth found mine, his lips molding hot and soft to my own. His tongue tentatively tested the seal of my lips; I parted them and he pushed inside. It was startlingly sweet and achingly familiar, like finding harbor.

How did people get over this? They obviously did. Every day someone fell in love with the wrong person and had to pack up all their fragile, misguided hopes and unwanted affection, and move on to the next picnic table.

Why did we all crave love so badly when half the time it left us annihilated?