8 Quotes by Stephanie Kate Strohm

You boys may be gentlemen," Dusty said. "But I'm about to shoot like a lady. You ready, baby?

And then Henry saw it. The tart. It was small, so small it could fit in the palm of his hand, and filled with some kind of fruit- apple, probably, or maybe pear or some kind of stone fruit- but the fruit was sliced so thin that Henry couldn't tell what it was. Each slice was arranged like the petal of a flower, so that the tart looked exactly like a rose. A buttery, sugary, edible pastry rose.

She could picture it now, a huge stack of fluffy pumpkin waffles with maple syrup and spiced cinnamon butter, the perfect breakfast for fall. Something that tasted like crisp, cool air and golden-orange leaves and bundling up in her favorite sweater. Something that tasted like home.

Chèvre cheesecake with honey-rosemary poached pears and pistachio sablé crust. Who do I think I am? I'm not chèvre and rosemary. I'm chocolate chip cookies. I'm butterscotch pudding. I'm brownies. I'm basic.

Tränen strömten über mein Gesicht, während ich mich durch den Schmerz kämpfte.

You boys may be gentlemen,” Dusty said. “But I’m about to shoot like a lady. You ready, baby?

Unlike her older sister, Kim, Olivia did not believe you were forced by destiny to fall in love with someone just because they happened to come next to you in the alphabet.

I had a feeling that when I got back to Tupelo, none of this would seem real. I would miss Jamie a lot, but with the same ache of sadness that I’d felt when I’d never gotten my Hogwarts letter. That peculiar grief that comes from missing something that you knew you couldn’t have. The end was approaching, and its inexorable pull was palpable.