“I tilt my head and look at him. He's watching me, but I can't tell what his face is trying to convey.… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Hi," he says simply. I laugh. "Hi." He looks around the room nervously before his eyes fall back to mine. "Is that… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“I turn and look at them, at both halves of my heart, cuddled tightly together in a bed of irony.” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“ When I walked into your room and sat down beside you on the bed, I felt it. I felt you give… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Truths are written, never said... Lines are drawn, but then they fade.” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“I know where my heart stands, but Sydney doesn't have that reassurance. If time will give her that reassurance, then I'll give… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Me: Oh! One time in high school, I spent the night at a girl's house who I didn't know very well. We… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Some people they grow wiser as they grow older. Unfortunately, most people just grow older.” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“You can't get mad at a real ending. Some of them are ugly. It's the fake happily ever afters that should piss you off.” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“I tilt my head and look at him. He's watching me, but I can't tell what his face is trying to convey. If I… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
Love and hate, despite their polar opposites, are both feelings that are induced by passion. I can handle that. It's the indifference I don't… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“We'll either come to a mutual understanding of one another, or he's going to kill me and chop me up into tiny pieces and… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“The sky is always beautiful. Even when it's dark or rainy or cloudy, it's still beautiful to look at. It's my favourite thing because… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Ridge: Oh, and btw, I didn't write that on your forehead. What? I run to the dresser and look in the mirror for the… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“That's all I need," I say. "Well...I need the lamp. And the astray. And the remote control. And the paddleball game. And you, Dean… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
