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1 " I—I don’t drink,” said Shina. The Captain clicked her tongue. “Well, I don’t know your life,” she said, “but that might be part of your greater overall problem. "
― Emily Foster
2 " Losing control is how you prove you care more about me than you do about being in control, you selfish asshole. "
― Emily Foster , How Not To Fall (Belhaven, #1)
3 " Spring has finally come and the air has that fresh, muddy smell from rain earlier today. I think the sun should never set before eight p.m. There should be a rule. “Petrichor,”Charles says, walking beside me, his hands in his pockets and his satchel over his shoulder. The word for that smell you’ve been inhaling as if it’ll get you high. It’s called petrichor. The stones release oils when they get wet, and that’s what the smell is. "
4 " To love someone is to love the process of them, not just the way they are but the way they grow. To witness a human's personal evolution is to worship at the altar of their true selfhood. And all you have to do is listen well. Listen to what they say, what they don't say, and the context in which they're saying it. Keep listening. And then listen some more. "
― Emily Foster , How Not to Let Go (Belhaven, #2)
5 " And I realized that until we have healed, pain is how we bear loss in our bodies. Sometimes we mistake the pain for love, so we hold on to it, we stay there in the darkness, in the valley. Or we think that if it doesn't hurt, it isn't love. But when we allow ourselves to move through it and out of it...eventually we heal. And only when we experience the entire journey, through the suffering to wholeness, do we know the full scope of love. "
6 " Fear. The nature of evil is fear.".."Everyone feels fear, though. Not everyone-...It doesn't seem to matter whether a person has money or an education or social status or anything. The world just seems to break some people...so fear..plus fragility. "
7 " What do you think I ought to do?” he asks.“I don’t know,” I say. “You’ll do what your heart tells you is right.”“That’s why I’m asking you,” he whispers. "
8 " Annie, do you believe in god?” “Of course not,” she answers. “Do you?” “No. No, not really.” She looks at me. “But a little bit?” “It’s not that I believe in god,” I say, struggling to find the next hold. I speak quietly, not letting the words carry beyond our two bodies. “It’s that I wanted to. I grew up in the benignant arms of the Church of England, but it wasn’t the bland ritual that tempted me ever, it was the notion that there was something beyond humanity, a purpose and a meaning greater than . . .” I stop, embarrassed by this bit of arrogance from my adolescent self. "
9 " We’ll talk about it on Friday,” he says, with a repressive eyebrow. “It isn’t certain that we’re ‘gonna’ anything, young Coffey, so don’t start imagining it.” “Dude.” I shake my head—then stop. I feel better, but not that much better. I drink more coffee and then start my sentence over. “Dude, I’ve been imagining ‘gonna’ for, like, two years almost. That ship has sailed. "
