Gayle Forman Quotes

Biography

Type: Author

Born: June 5, 1970

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Gayle Forman is an American young-adult fiction author, best known for her novel "If I Stay" which topped the New York Times best sellers list of Young Adult Fiction and was made into a film of the same name.

Gayle Forman Quotes

We are born in one day. We die in one day. We can change in one
We are born in one day. We die in one day. We can change in one day. And we can fall in love in one day. Anything can happen in just one day.

Love, it never dies. It never goes away, it never fades, so long as you hang on to it. Love can make you immortal

I'm not sure this is a world I belong in anymore. I'm not sure that I want to wake up.

There are so many things that demand to be said. Where did you go? Do you ever think about me? You've ruined me. Are you okay? But of course, I can't say any of that.

In the calculus of feelings, you never really know how one person's absence will affect you more than another's.

But that's the thing with death. The whisper of it descent travels fast and wide, and people must've know I'd become a corpse because nobody even came to view the body.

But the you who you are tonight is the same you I was in love with yesterday, the same you I’ll be in love with tomorrow.

You dumb-ass," I crooned, kissing her on the forehead. "You don't share me. You own me.

Stains are even worse when you're the only one who can see them.

Love is not something you protect. It’s something you risk.

He looks at one of the pictures for a long time. Then he looks at me. "I'll keep you up here." He taps his temple. "Where you can't get lost.

It's my turn to see you through,' she whispers, coming back to me and wrapping me in her blanket as I lose my shit all over again. She holds me until I recover my Y chromosome.

Sarcasm creates a chasm between yourself and others.

I just wanted to tell you that I understand if you go. It’s okay if you have to leave us. It’s okay if you want to stop fighting.

Whoever said that the past isn't dead had it backward. It's the future that's already dead, already played out.

And now I am here, as alone as I've ever been. I am seventeen years old. This is not how it's suppose to be. This is not how my life is suppose to turn out.

So, this is how it's become? This is how I've become? A walking contradiction? I'm surrounded by people and feel alone. I claim to crave a bit of normalcy but now that I have some, it's like I don't know what to do with it, I don't know how to be a normal person anymore.

Fake it 'till you make it.

But still, I find the need to remind myself of the temporariness of a day, to reassure myself that I got through yesterday, I'll get through today.

And that's when I understand that I have been stained. Whether I'm still in love with him, whether he was ever in love with me, and no matter who he's in love with now, Willem changed my life. He showed me how to get lost, and then I showed myself how to get found.

Life might take you down different roads. But each of you gets to decide which one to take.

But what if Shakespeare― and Hamlet― were asking the wrong question? What if the real question is not whether to be, but how to be?

Every fiction has its base in fact.

My stomach lurched, an appetizer before the full portion of heartache I had a feeling was going to be served at some point soon.

I remember watching it all and getting the tickling in my chest and thinking to myself: This is what happiness feels like.

Willem laughs again. The sound is clear and strong as a bell, and it fills me with joy, and it's like, for the first time in my life, I understand that this is the point of laughter, to spread happiness.

We kiss again. This next kiss is the kind that breaks open the sky. It steals my breath and gives it back. It shows me that every other kiss I've had in my life has been wrong.

Adam is crying and somewhere inside of me I am crying, too, because I'm feeling things at last. I'm feeling not just the physical pain, but all that I have lost, and it is profound and catastrophic and will leave a crater in me that nothing will ever fill.

Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams. I've heard people talk about the sleep of the dead. Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that's what it's like, I wouldn't mind. If that's what dying is like, I wouldn't mind that at all.

Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that’s what it’s like, I wouldn’t mind.

It's okay if you want to go. Everyone wants you to stay. I want you to stay more than I've ever wanted anything in my life. But that's what I want and I could see why it might not be what you want. So I just wanted to tell you that I understand if you go. It's okay if you have to leave us. It's okay if you want to stop fighting.

Samo mislim da su sprovodi vrlo slični smrti. Možeš imati želje i planove, ali na kraju ipak nemaš kontrolu ni nad čim.

She didn't care that people called her a bitch. 'It's just another word for feminist,' she told me with pride.

Neither sleet nor rain nor a half inch of snow will compel me to dress like a lumberjack.

Green trees against the sky in the spring rain while the sky set off the spring trees in the obscuration. Red flowers dot the land in the breeze's chase while the land colored up in red after the kiss.

That happens a lot with Shakespeare. The women go after what they want; the men wind up suckered into things.

You forget, time doesn't exist anymore. You gave it to me.

TIME HAS A WEIGHT TO IT AND RIGHT NOW I FEEL IT HEAVY ON ME.

I WANT TO CUT THROUGH THE SPACE THAT SEPERATES US.

Time has a weight to it, and right now I can feel it heavy over me.

Remember, the opposite of bravery is not cowardice, but conformity.

One in a million cases; such comforting odds, except when you were the one

Don't be scared...Women can handle the worst kind of pain. You'll find out one day.

Life is a big fat gigantic stinking mess, that's the beauty of it, too.

There are like twenty people in that waiting room right now. Some of them are related to you. Some of them are not. But we're all your family.
She stops now. Leans over me so that wisps of her hair tickle my face. She kisses me on the forehead.
You still have a family, she whispers.

C'mon, Mee,' Henry said. 'You're among family.' 'Totally,' Kim said.

She stops now. Leans over me so that the wisps of her hair tickle my face. She kisses me on the forehead. 'You still have a family,' she whispers.

Sometimes I did feel like I came from a different tribe. I was not like my outgoing, ironic dad or my tough-chick mom. And as if to seal the deal, instead of learning to play electric guitar, I'd gone and chosen the cello.

Ponekad ti donosiš odluke u životu, a ponekad se odluke donesu same.

Seventeen is an inconvenient time to be in love.

Concert' doesn’t mean standing up like a target in front of thousands of strangers. It means coming together. It means harmony.

For my first recital ever, they gave me a cello. And for this one, they gave me you.

You were both in love with music, and then you fell in love with each other.

She said it was because one day I was going to have to go through a metamorphosis like a caterpillar transforming into a butterfly and that scared me, so butterflies scared me.

We can change in one day. We can fall in love in one day. Anything can happen in one day.

Sometimes we meet people and are so symbiotic with them, it’s as if we are one person, with one mind, one destiny

...no way through it but through it," I tell myself.

The talks were like blood transfusions, moments of realness and hope that were pinpricks of light in the dark fabric of small-town life.

...Sleepovers and dance parties and those talks we would have until three in the morning that would make us feel lousy the next day because we’d slept like hell but also feel good because the talks were like blood transfusions, moments of realness and hope that were pinpricks of light in the dark fabric of small-town life.

Mom was adamantly pro-choice. She had a bumper sticker on the car that read If you can't trust me with a choice, how can you trust me with a child? But in her case the choice was to keep me.

Annoyance has made me bilingual.

Please Mia," he implores. "Don't make me write a song.

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