Emma Scott Quotes

#1. I love you. It was so simple it almost went straight past me.
I love you.

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#2. That's my legacy: I loved you and was loved by you. I'm

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#3. Everything I thought I knew about what it meant to be a man was stripped away. What remained was what it meant to be a man who loved a woman as much as I did. To be a human being experiencing this life in all its ugliness, its beauty, its pain and hate; good and evil; love and death.

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#4. Whenever the urge to kiss him came over me, I would kiss him. No more living life halfway. We had to go full tilt, just like the card players did. I would hit instead of stay. Always. We

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#5. We had to go full tilt, just like the card players did. I would hit instead of stay. Always.

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#6. Here's a helpful hint: If you nod, I can't see it. Or head shakes. Or shrugs. Or middle fingers. Or interpretive dances. When I ask you a question, you need to actually speak.

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#7. I wanted what they had. I wanted inside jokes and casual touches that said 'I'm here, with you.' I wanted someone who knew me so well, he could finish my sentences. Or knew when to say nothing at all. I

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#8. I didn't know it then - I couldn't have - but in that moment, the rest of my life, or what was left of it, began.

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#9. I felt like a piece of glass, shattered and scattered all over. I didn't know who or what I was anymore, but I glittered prettily in the spotlight. I

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#10. He told me to love again, and I do. So much."
"He told me to love you. But I already did. So much.

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#11. You can prepare all you want for someday. Nothing prepares you for the day of.

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#12. You're like if Brandi Carlile and Adele had a love child," Phoebe said.

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#13. He kissed me as if I were something delicate and precious, something he cherished and held with reverence. "My first kiss. This is my first real kiss.

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#14. Not all men are like Steve." "I know," I said, "but I don't have the ability to tell the difference." You're

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#15. Love and hope," she said. "That's life to me. Love for all the good that happens to you and the people you care about, and hope that any pain will be bearable or lessen in time.

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#16. Let's do something really fucking crazy and trust each other.

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#17. That you can find beauty everywhere, even in the things that scare you the most.

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#18. His hands came up to my head, around my cheek and under my hair.
His handsome face was no longer chiseled in stone, but open and naked and raw. "I love you. I'm in love with you and I will be for the rest of my life.

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#19. I would love you forever, Kacey, if I only had the chance.

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#20. For one short second, his hand rested on my shoulder. I wanted to take it and hold on all night, but the dark kept me limp and motionless. Still, I knew Theo was there. I wasn't alone anymore. And that was enough. That was everything.

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#21. Yeah, whatever," I said finally, the two most unpoetic words in the English language.

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#22. As he was marched away, Evan looked back over his shoulder at me. Through his grief-stricken expression, he smiled. So sad, so full of love, and so full of what might have been. Then he was gone

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#23. You are a universe.

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#24. Love, real love, wasn't empty, grasping hands, or lies that felt like truths. And it wasn't perfect or neat or always easy. It was a rising sun on a new day. It was endless possibility.

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#25. We might not have months or years, but we have moments. Thousands upon thousands of them. Let's take each moment, seize it and wring it dry.

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#26. I don't know how to talk to people anymore." Her voice sounded muffled, as if she were wiping her nose. "Yeah, I noticed. You're like a walking Internet comment, just spewing whatever pops off the top of your head. You can't do that with people in real life.

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#27. You are a universe, Kacey. I kept waiting to find the end of your love and beauty, the end of your generous heart. I never did. I never will.

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#28. I reached out gave her hand a squeeze. "We need to focus on the shopping now, Dar, or else we'll succumb to the Curse of Target." "What's that?" "Where you walk in with a plan to spend twenty bucks, and you walk out having spent a hundred on

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#29. That's part of the insidiousness of addiction, I thought. You remember the depth and blackness of the hole you were in and not the strength it took to pull yourself out. "I

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#30. And your characters were my friends and my family when I didn't have any, and when I had nothing and no one to talk to, I had your books, and I just want to thank you for that. Thank you. Thank you so much. --Natalie

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#31. Like a book that's never read, the emotions are lost unless given weight and breath and voice.

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#32. I once read that you fell in love like how you fell asleep: slowly at first and then all at once.

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#33. A word or a touch that might change everything...
But it can't. I can't take her down that road with me because eventually we'll come to the place where I have to go on, and she can't follow.

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#34. I moved in close, put my head on Theo's chest, pulled our clasped hands in to rest on his heart. "That's better," I said, tucking my head under his chin where it fit perfectly. "Yeah," he said softly. "It is.

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#35. They say all who wander are not lost. But some of us are. We're really fucking lost, wandering until our feet bleed, and it feels like we'll never find our way home again.

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#36. Because anyone can hit a jackpot, right? You just have to play. And

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#37. I felt him in every pore, every breath and beat of our hearts. I'd never experienced anything like this in my life. He was a universe. My love for him was just as boundless.

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#38. I love you," I said. "God, I never thought this would happen to me."
"But it did," she whispered. "It happened and all we can do now is take care of each other. Live in the little moments, right? Just like we promised. The little moments. We have so many. Thousands upon thousands.

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#39. Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

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#40. I knew I was treading on thin ice. Criticism of anyone's art, no matter how good the intentions, could be risky business.

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#41. My world had been fading to gray until she burst in like a bombshell of color and light...

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#42. firmly believe in the concept of Happily Ever After. For everyone. No matter how or who or when they fell in love. Because that love existed, they felt it, and that is worth everything. Love

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#43. I'll love her enough. I'll love her enough she'll never want for it. I'll spend my entire life loving her and making her happy. And she will be happy.

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#44. He held on. Weakly, struggling, in agony, he held on, drawing upon the great reservoirs of love and bravery I knew he possessed. He held on for his little girl. For his father. And I liked to think that maybe, if only a little, he held on because I refused to let him go.

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#45. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They are in each other all along," she recited.

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#46. I'm more afraid of not being with you than I am of being with you.

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#47. A semicolon is where a writer can choose to end the sentence," she said, tucking a lock of brown hair behind her ear. "But they don't. The story goes on. It's a symbol of hope. To keep going." She smiled tremulously. "Sometimes I need that reminder.

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#48. I had a sense of being dropped straight into the middle of a book without having read the early chapters.

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#49. You know what they say, there's a time and a place for decaf: Never and in the trash." I

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#50. Lessening the misery of the past will lead to a brighter future.

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#51. I kissed Jonah Fletcher with all of my heart, and with every piece of my soul that would love him forever.

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#52. Dying, I learned, is a not a team sport. It's a solitary endeavor. Everyone I loved was standing on dry land, while I was alone on a boat as it slowly pulled away from the shore, and there's nothing anyone could do about it but watch it happen.

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#53. Love had no end. She was infinite. She was a universe, my universe, and I was hers.
Love had no boundaries, no rules, no favorites.
And no limits.

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