434 Quotes by Stephanie Perkins

What my parents never considered is that I just wanted a choice.

Umbrellas are so small and sad and easy to forget.

I know he is smiling, and my heart races.

But we stayed together, because I don’t know why. Maybe because we though we should be in love. At least I did. I wanted to be in love.

Anna: You really think he likes me? Rashmi: Anna. He teases you all the time. It’s classic boy-pulling-girl’s-pigtail syndrome. And whenever anyone else even remotely does it, he always takes your side and tells them to shove it.

I just want you to know that we didn’t do anything but talk and sleep – sleep sleep,” he quickly adds. “Like with eyes closed and hands to oneself and dreaming. Innocent dreams. I would never do anything behind your back. I mean, never anything dishonorable. I mean-.

And we’re finally home.

Don’t be a chickenshit. Tell him how you feel.” “What if he doesn’t love me?” “He does.” “What if he doesn’t?” “Ugh, then who cares? You won’t lose anything you haven’t already lost.

Is it possible that I’m worthy of being loved by someone whom I love?