Sarah Addison Allen (also known under the pen name Katie Gallagher) is an American and New York Times bestselling author.
Children always know when their mothers are crazy - they just never admit it, not out loud, to anyone.
Crystalline swirls of sugar and flour still lingered in the air like kite tails.
But that would leave Paxton to fend for herself, and the last thing any woman wanted in this kind of situation was to look around and see all the people who could help her doing nothing.
The word lethologica describes the state of not being able to remember the word you want.
He used to believe good things happened in this kind of weather.
That, they knew, was true friendship. And they knew, if you're lucky enough to find it, you hold on to it.
Like magic, she felt him getting nearer, felt it like a pull in the pit of her stomach. It felt like hunger but deeper, heavier. Like the best kind of expectation. Ice cream expectation. Chocolate expectation.
Fate never promises to tell you everything up front. You aren't always shown the path in life you're supposed to take. But if there was one thing she'd learned in the past few weeks, it was that sometimes, when you're really lucky, you meet someone with a map.
Stability was overrated. Crises and adventures, on the other hand, could actually teach you something.
Magic is what we invent when we want something we think we cant have.
Adolescence is like having only enough light to see the step directly in front of you.
I needed to stop being what everyone thought I was.
. . . a sad sort of vulnerability was wafting from her, making the night smell like maple syrup.
Watching them, she realized they made so much sense together. Every look, every touch, was a reassurance, almost electric, as if they were shocking each other with every contact.
He'd always been fascinated by her, drawn to her the way curious people are always drawn to things they don't understand.
It was the best first kiss in the history of first kisses. It was as sweet as sugar. And it was warm, as warm as pie. The whole world opened up and I fell inside. I don't know where I was, but I didn't care. I didn't care because the only person who mattered was there with me.
Don't you wish you could take a single childhood memory and blow it up into a bubble and live inside it forever?
She knew what it felt like to stand in front of someone and ask them to love you, to try to pull them to you by the sheer force of your desire, a force so strong it felt as though you were going to die from it.
For stubborn souls like Lisette, death was easier than the courage it took to actually change your life.