Quote by Sarah McCarry Download Open image ““All the cells in my body rearrange, compass needles pointing to his north.”” — Sarah McCarry ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.3 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“My attention is constantly homed in on her like I'm a compass and she's my North.” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
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“Never make it without the compass. In the trees, I'd lose all sense of perspective. Direction. Maybe life is like that.” — Charles Martin Copy Share Image
“Whatever is happening here, it definitely bypassed go and went straight to really fucking weird without collecting two hundred dollars.” — Sarah McCarry Copy Share Image
“Kissing him is like falling into a river, some great fierce current carrying me outside of my body, and all around us the music… — Sarah McCarry Copy Share Image
“I’m a chalkboard that’s been erased over and over again until there’s nothing left but a haze of white dust. Before this I never… — Sarah McCarry Copy Share Image
“You think that the world we live in is ordinary. We make noise and static to fill the empty spaces where ghosts live. We… — Sarah McCarry Copy Share Image
“It's spring giving way to summer, balmy air smelling of roses, hot skin meeting the cold shock of the ocean, starry nights as warm… — Sarah McCarry Copy Share Image
