331 Quotes by Rachel Van Dyken

Our story wasn’t beautiful. It was filled with obliterating pain. But the thing with life is this: pain doesn’t last forever. There will always be a gentle breeze to soothe away the sting, and you may just find that you’re a little bit stronger than before, a little braver, and a lot more willing to live life as it should be lived. Fearlessly.

But, sometimes in life, things don’t end how we want them to. Sometimes, what we want to happen and what has to happen are two very different things.

Boys are told since they’re little that pretty things are good. Pretty things equal happy things. So when we grow up and see a shiny pretty thing, we’re drawn like moths to a flame. We keep flying toward the light until it’s too late. You know, like that Sleeping Beauty chick with the spinning wheel?

He tasted like cinnamon – too bad I was allergic to cinnamon. Good thing I didn’t go into anaphylactic shock from the kiss. That would have been awkward.

Love is never a sure thing, man. You’re never going to be totally certain that the person you offer your heart to will accept it with open hands, but if you don’t take that risk you’ll never reap the benefits of what it has to offer.

I am not your sexless friend. I’m not your damn brother. I’m not your gay friend. And I sure as hell not am not thinking about anything right now except that your hands feel really good against my skin. So I’m going to kiss you, and you’re going to respond like the idea of my mouth on yours doesn’t make you want to cry – and you’ll like it.

Love is just like magic. It takes special care to discover, but once you have it in the palm of your hand, it spreads throughout your heart and soul. When you find love, you have to hold on to it. You have to promise to never let it go.

I truly believed that the greatest sacrifice someone could make in life was putting someone else’s needs before your own wants and desires. Loving someone with such a passion that you’d suffer the rest of your life just so you could see them smile. You’d go to hell and back – if only it meant keeping them safe. -Nixon.

Life,” Max said, spreading his arms wide, “is like a box of chocolates.” I rolled my eyes. “I think I know how this ends.” “You buy the box because you think you want variety, but if you’re really honest with your greedy little self, all you really want are the caramel ones. But they don’t sell chocolates that way, so you do what everyone else does. You follow the crowd and try ones you know you’re going to hate. Why?” I swallowed. “Because you’re trying to find the caramel ones.