Pants

“It wasn’t that I couldn’t get enough of him. Or that he was the best man I’d ever known. (I’d thought that was my dad, but now it was the dad from my favorite 2000s teen drama, Veronica Mars.) Or that he was my favorite person. (That was Shadi.) Or because he made me laugh so hard I wept. (He laughed easily, but rarely joked.) Or that when something bad happened, he was the first person I wanted to call. (He wasn’t.) It was that we met the same age my parents had, that the snowball fight and impromptu road trip had felt like fate, that my mother adored him. He fit so perfectly into the love story I’d imagined for myself that I mistook him for the love of my life.”
― Emily Henry, Beach Read

“So falling’s the part that hurts?’ I asked with a humorless laugh. ‘And if you wind up in love without it hurting, then there’s no falling?’
‘No,’ Shadi said seriously. ‘Falling’s the part that takes your breath away. It’s the part when you can’t believe the person standing in front of you both exists and happened to wander into your path. It’s supposed to make you feel lucky to be alive, exactly when and where you are.”
― Emily Henry, Beach Read

“If we drank green smoothies like we drink alcohol, we would live forever.”
― Emily Henry, Beach Read

“Someone should invent a boredom EpiPen.’ ‘I think that’s essentially what drugs are,”
― Emily Henry, Beach Read