Rainbow Rowell Quotes - Page 10

He tried to remember how this happened – how she went from someone he’d never met to the only one who mattered.

When Cath's eyes closed, her eyelids stuck. She wanted to open them. She wanted to get a better look at Levi's too-dark eyebrows, she wanted to admire his crazy, vampire hairline--she had a feeling this was never going to happen again and that it might even ruin what was left of her life, so she wanted to open her eyes and bear some witness.

She wanted to lose herself in him. To tie his arms around her like a tourniquet. If she showed him how much she needed him, he'd run away.

It's more like you meet someone, and you fall in love, and you hope that that person is the one - and then at some point, you have to put down your chips. You just have to make a commitment and hope that you're right.

I don’t just kiss people. Kisses aren’t... just with me.

With Attachments, my goal was to write a really good romantic comedy. I wanted the reader to be smiling throughout.

I dare you to call Ask-A-Nurse and tell them you feel a presence in your womb region.

You're a kaleidoscope, you change every time I look away.

I look like a hobo?" "Worse," he said. "Like a sad hobo clown." "And you like it?" "I love it." As soon as he said it, she broke into a smile. And when Eleanor smiled, something broke inside of him. Something always did.

Eleanor's hair caught fire at dawn. Her eyes were dark and shining, and his arms were sure of her. The first time he touched her hand, he'd known.

I'm sorry about yesterday," she said. He hung on to his straps and shrugged. "Yesterday happens.

When you're a woman, you have to work harder to get a laugh... I follow so many hilarious women on Twitter. It's a daily reminder that women get to be funny.

Well, I'm writing everything that isn't my final project, so that when I actually sit down to write it, that's all that will be left in my mind.

...and his eyes were so green they could turn carbon dioxide into oxygen.

Dumb. He should have gotten the pen. Jewelry was so public... and personal, which was why he'd bought it. He couldn't buy Eleanor a pen. Or a bookmark. He didn't have bookmarklike feelings for her.

She’d majored in English, hoping that meant she could spend the next four years reading and writing. And maybe the next four years after that.

No, I know,” Levi said. “But it’s not you. You don’t push through every moment. You pay attention. You take everything in. I like that about you—I like that better.” Cath closed her eyes and felt tears catch on her cheeks. “I like your glasses,” he said. “I like your Simon Snow T-shirts. I like that you don’t smile at everyone, because then, when you smile at me.… Cather.” He kissed her mouth. “Look at me.” She did. “I choose you over everyone.

What if I promise not to touch you?" "Cath laughed. "Now I have zero incentive to come." "What if I promise to let you touch me first?" "Are you kidding? I'm the untrustworthy person in this relationship. I'm all hands." "I've seen no evidence of that, Cath." "In my head, I'm all hands." "I want to live in your head.

I thought you were just mean," Reagan said. "I liked that about you.

Reegan scowled at Cath. "Are you Zack, or are you Cody?".

There are other people on the Internet. It's awesome. You get all the benefits of 'other people' without the body odor and the eye contact.

I don't want to do anything. I don't even want to start this day because then I'll just be expected to finish it.

I don't like hello. It makes me sound like I have dementia, like I've never heard a phone ring before and I don't know what's supposed to happen next. Hello?

Levi's eyebrows were pornographic. If Cath were making this decision just on eyebrows, she would have been "up to his room" a long time ago.

Maybe he was Filipino. Was that in Asia? Probably. Asia's out-of-control huge.