Colleen Hoover Quotes

Colleen Hoover Quotes

Sometimes not speaking says more than all the words in the world.

It's funny how that works. Sometimes not speaking says more than all the words in the world. Sometimes my silence is saying, I don't know how to speak to you. I don't know what you're thinking. Talk to me. Tell me everything you've ever said. All the words. Starting from your very first one.

Sometimes two people have to fall apart, to realize how much they need to fall back together.

This thing about you that you think is your flaw - it's the reason I'm falling in love with you.

Does he treat you with respect at all times? That's the first question. The second question is, if he is the exact same person twenty years from now that he is today, would you still want to marry him? And finally, does he inspire to be a better person? You find someone you can answer yes to all three, then you've found a good man.

I...will never...regret you.

Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.

Don't take life too seriously. Punch it in the face when it needs a good hit. Laugh at it.

Life happens. Shit happens. And it happens a lot. To a lot of people.

Regret is counterproductive. It's looking back on a past that you can't change. Questioning things as they occur can prevent regret in the future.

Sometimes life doesn't happen in chronological order.

Nothing is permanent. The only thing any of us have in common is the inevitable.

She's absolutely beautiful. Her hope is beautiful. The smile on her face is beautiful. The tears streaming down her cheeks are beautiful.


Truths are written, never said... Lines are drawn, but then they fade.

It's all worth it. It's the beautiful moments like these that make up for the ugly love.

Every day of my life it feels as if I'm
fighting my way up an escalator that only goes down.
And no matter how fast or how hard I run to try to reach the top, I stay in
the same place, sprinting, getting nowhere.

I rarely feel that any of my paintings ever make it to a finishing point. There's always something else I want to add to them, like a few more brushstrokes or another color. But there comes a point with every painting when I just have to stop and accept it for what it is.

I need someone who is willing to watch me brave the ocean and then dare me not to drown.

I'm pretty sure my addiction to reading has just reached a whole new level.

Will slam poems and I slam doors.

But the second she opened her eyes and looked at me, I knew. She was either going to be the death of me . . . or she was going to be the one who finally brought me back to life.

The only difference between falling in love and being in love is that your heart already knows how you feel, but your mind is too stubborn to admit it.

You can't get mad at a real ending. Some of them are ugly. It's the fake happily ever afters that should piss you off.

Art is just an expression. An expression isn't the same as an act, as much as it sometimes feels that way.

Whatever he goes through, I feel. Whatever I go through, he feels. It’s what happens when two people become one: they no longer only share love. They also share all of the pain, heartache, sorrow, and grief.

And I realized . . . just
now . . . that God gives us the ugliness so we don’t take the
beautiful things in life for granted.

No puedes enfadarte con un final real. Algunos de ellos son feos. Son los falsos felices para siempre los que deberían enojarte. No todo el mundo tiene un felices para siempre. La vida es real y a veces es fea, y sólo hay que aprender a sobrellevar la situación

In reality, people are who they are and they'll never really change.

If I were a carpenter, I would build you a window to my soul. But I would leave that window shut and locked, so that every time you tried to look through it all you would see is your own reflection. You would see that my soul is a reflection of you.

My heart made it's choice, and it chose you.

She smiles when she sees me. That's it. All she did just now was smile, but all of a sudden, my chest is on fire, and it feels as if a wave of heat just rolled down the entire length of my body. I recognize this feeling, and it's not good.

I've never been so sure about the rest of my life than I am in this moment. This girl is the rest of my life.

Don't ask about my past. And never expect a future.

Sky, wait.” The way his voice wraps around my name makes me wish the only word in his entire vocabulary way Sky.

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