55 Quotes by Samantha Hunt

It seems the loneliest place in the world for something so lovely.

Arthur takes a seat beside her. The colored lights bounce off his eyeglasses and Louisa loses all interest in time-travel technology. The future and the past disappear. All she feels is the tension between two bodies. How his head had been in her lap. How her hand had been wrapped inside his. The tension leaks down her throat. The belly. The muscle. And something forged. A weld. A softness. A vagueness that is rather quickly being sharpened into a point aimed directly at Louisa’s heart.

I’m the story of Sheresa. I write a little bit of the fiction of me every day.

My love for him was – Tyranny.

Wait,” I say. “I think you’re mistaken. Saying there is no dream is the same as saying everything is a dream. Isn’t it? Everyone’s a dreamer? Extraordinary things happen all the time even when we’re awake. What I meant to suggest to you, if indeed that was me in your dream doing the suggesting, is that there is only one world. This one. The dream is real. The ordinary is the wonderful. The wonderful is the ordinary.

No. I’m not from outer space or the future. And this is not magic, just science, pure engineering. Magic, religion, the occult – all of it – they are all excuses to not believe that wonders are possible here on Earth. I don’t want to be magic. I want people to understand that things they never even dreamed of are possible. I want to be believed, Louisa.

Love destroys. Thought creates.

I would think a person who doesn’t know what’s she’s running from can’t really be on the run, but that’s not true. Here.

We watched the water between us rushing back out to sea and I swear I saw the ocean fill up with words, like Jude was bleeding all the things he couldn’t tell anyone because it might kill him.