“Our surroundings fade and we exist in unison, two people who once shared cups of coffee, unprecedentedly ourselves in a changing world.” — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“Perhaps we never stop loving someone. We just learn to move forward. To live without them because of them. Perhaps we let… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“To describe a kiss is to describe a diary entry or a pair of underwear—each is personal and private, slightly awkward. Very… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“Are you real?” Stupid. Of course he’s real. “Yes, Julie. I’m not the mystical man from your dreams.” — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“If a boy can manage to have coffee with me during the apocalypse, I know he cares. There’s not a speck of… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“I’d rather not know what lies ahead because I like the dark. I like thinking there is something good in the places… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“You don’t know what love is until you find it,” he whispered, “but when you do, promise me you won’t let it… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“There is only one thing in this world worse than dying and that’s watching someone you love die instead—you feel their pain… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“Boys are unpredictable and stupid and brash. They do creepy, stalkerish things because they believe in extreme measures. They love to the… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“I feel love, but I also feel our history, years and years of choosing him, the good, the bad, highs and lows.… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“There comes a moment when we must choose how we’re going to love someone. Some forms of love leave a sweet memory… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“Every moment of contact between us seems important—every glance, every touch, every word. I don’t understand him, but I know him, and… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“Making-out is one thing that won’t change even if civilization fizzles and humanity is reduced to two people. So each time Jack… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“I want to kiss him better than the girls before me. I want to make forgetting me impossible so whenever he closes… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“I know stating my observation aloud is considered fresh, an indiscrete come-on, but frankly I think more people should hear the truth… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“If I seem to not want to be with him now, it’s only because love scares me too, more than manipulation, because… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“What does a freelance researcher do?” “Researches things.” He winks at me and helps lift my bike onto a cobblestone walkway. “It’s… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“Love and loss coincide, I suppose. Love teaches us how to live with, and loss forces us to live without. We love… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“You’re different, and I know that’s probably the most cliché response ever given, but it’s the truth. When I look at you,… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“I know who you are,” Jack whispers. “I’ve always known you.” His hands glide up my arms, from the angles of my… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“There comes a moment when we must choose how we’re going to love someone. Some forms of love leave a sweet memory once they’re… — Caroline George Copy Share
“Perhaps we never stop loving someone. We just learn to move forward. To live without them because of them. Perhaps we let go to… — Caroline George Copy Share
“Men tend to treat women as fragile creatures, but our bodies were built to withstand pain and hard work, think with profound insight. We… — Caroline George Copy Share
“I twist and pin my hair at the nape of my neck, and then stand with legs wide. It’s what Nash told me to… — Caroline George Copy Share
“Welcome to the apocalypse. Where make-do is a motto and life seems wrong, out-of-place. Where the weak become strong because they have no other… — Caroline George Copy Share
“GOOD shouldn’t be used to describe a girl in any way. There are good books, good food, but not good girls.” — Caroline George Copy Share
“I’d rather not know what lies ahead because I like the dark. I like thinking there is something good in the places I can’t… — Caroline George Copy Share
“What does a freelance researcher do?” “Researches things.” He winks at me and helps lift my bike onto a cobblestone walkway. “It’s not an… — Caroline George Copy Share
“If a child falls and scrapes his knee, he does not say, “At least I didn’t break my leg.” He cries because pain causes… — Caroline George Copy Share
“It wouldn’t be very ladylike to punch a guy in the balls, but it isn’t very manlike to harass a woman because she has… — Caroline George Copy Share
“You see the world for what it is and what it could be,” Jack says. “What you don’t see is the gaping chasm in… — Caroline George Copy Share
“I know who you are,” Jack whispers. “I’ve always known you.” His hands glide up my arms, from the angles of my wrists to… — Caroline George Copy Share
“To cherish my purity and set boundaries are, in my opinion, the highest forms of feminism—a woman who saves her body proves she is… — Caroline George Copy Share
“Because the memories we leave with people matter just as much as the time spent with them” — Caroline George Copy Share
“The missing comes in waves, some more intense than others. I miss the toothpaste globs he left in the sink, how he’d watch the… — Caroline George Copy Share
