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The Idea of You QUOTES

The Idea of You QUOTES

1 " I’m really happy when I’m with you. I get the feeling you feel the same way. And if that’s true, I don’t think you should give a fuck about what people may or may not think of our age difference. Furthermore, if our ages were reversed, no one would bat an eyelash. Am I right? So now it’s just some sexist, patriarchal crap, and you don’t strike me as the kind of woman who’s going to let that dictate her happiness. All right? Next issue… "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

2 " This is insane. You realize that, right?”
“Only if someone gets hurt.”
“Someone always gets hurt, Hayes.”
He said nothing as he slid his fingers in between mine, squeezing my hand. The intimacy of the gesture threw me. I had not held a man’s hand since Daniel’s, and Hayes’s felt foreign. Large, smooth, capable; the coolness of an unexpected ring.
I shifted in my skirt, legs sticking to the leather cushion. I needed to get out of there, and yet I did not want it to end. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

3 " The thought crossed my mind that this could be dangerous. Not the ill-advised sex with the just-out-of-his-teens pop star, but the cuddling. The lying there, drinking in his scent, watching his chest rise and fall, allowing myself to bask in my own happiness. I could fall in love this way. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

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5 " It’s art. And it makes people happy. And that’s a very good thing. We have this problem in our culture. We take art that appeals to women—film, books, music—and we undervalue it. We assume it can’t be high art. Especially if it’s not dark and tortured and wailing. And it follows that much of that art is created by other women, and so we undervalue them as well. We wrap it up in a pretty pink package and resist calling it art. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

6 " My identity is different because the world responds to my physical appearance differently. And their response inadvertently changes how I see myself. And that’s kind of … crazy.” “It is,” I said. “But we redefine ourselves. We evolve. That’s what people do. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

7 " And then one day, they stopped.
Long, long before I had stopped loving him. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

8 " I can come to your place."

"I don't think that's a good idea," I'd said...

"You don't want me to see where you live? What are you hiding over there? Another boy band?"

"Yes. You've found me out. I've got the Backstreet Boys in the attic."

He paused for a second and then began to laugh. "The Backstreet Boys? How old are you again?"

"Shut up, Hayes."

"You sure you don't have the Monkees over there as well?"

"I'm hanging up. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

9 " I’m saying it because I love you.”
He was quiet, weighing the moment. And then he smiled, wide. “What took you so long?”
I laughed. “I was just making sure it was you, and not the idea of you. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

10 " Love, she said, was not always perfect, and not exactly how you expected it to be. But when it descended upon you, there was no controlling it. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

11 " Who are you, Hayes Campbell?”
He smiled, his hands burrowing in his pockets. “I’m your boyfriend.”
“My twenty-year-old boyfriend?”
“Your twenty-year-old boyfriend. Are you okay with that?”
I grinned. “Do I have a choice?”
“You always have a choice.” He’d appropriated my words, which I found amusing.
“Then, yes … I am very okay with that. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

12 " You don’t look like a mom,” Isabelle observed. “What does a mom look like to you?” “I don’t know.” She smiled. “Cartier Love bracelet? Lululemon?” I laughed at that, her referencing the staples of private-school carpool lanes. There were so many things I wanted to teach her. That being a mother did not have to mean no longer being a woman. That she could continue to live outside the lines. That forty was not the end. That there was more joy to be had. That there was an Act II, an Act III, an Act IV if she wanted it … But at thirteen, I imagined, she did not care. I imagined she just wanted to feel safe. I could not blame her. We had already shaken her ground. “Am I a mom?” I asked her then, kissing her forehead. She nodded. “Well, then, this is what a mom looks like. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

13 " Because I knew, in my heart, that we would not last. And because every moment of it was extraordinary. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

14 " You afraid?” he asked. I nodded. “So am I. But I’m all right with that. If I get hurt, I get hurt. It happens, right? Someone always gets hurt. But I don’t want to miss out on us because I was afraid. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

15 " Love is this very precious thing, Izz. It's this precious, magical thing. But it's not finite. There's not a limited amount of it out there. You just have to be open to allowing it to find you. Allowing it to happen. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

16 " I think aging is hard for everyone.” Amara swiped a red bliss potato with crème fraîche and caviar off a passing tray. “But it’s definitely harder for women. And I think even more so for beautiful women. Because if so much of your identity and your value is tied up in your looks and how the world responds to your physical appearance, what do you do when that changes? How do you see yourself then? Who do you become? "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

17 " It grated on me. That no one would question him moving on. Him marrying and impregnating someone more than ten years his junior. Because that’s what divorced men in their forties did. His stock was still rising. His power still intact. Daniel had become more desirable, and I somehow less so. As if time were paced differently for each of us. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

18 " You let me unfold you. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

19 " I took a moment to drink him in. His hair sticking in twenty-one directions since he’d yanked off his beanie. His Botticelli face. “I am entirely too old for you, Hayes.” “I don’t think you truly believe that. I mean, do you like me? Do you not have fun when we’re together? Do you feel like I have a problem following the conversation?” “No.” “Then I don’t think you really believe that. If you did, you wouldn’t be here. I think you care what other people might be thinking, or saying, and that’s what’s fucking you up.” I paused. “How do you not care? "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You

20 " I awoke some hours later to Hayes's body sliding up against mine, his arm wrapping around my waist, drawing me into his warmth. Like being in a womb. His breath soft at the back of my neck.

"You came back to me," his lips buzzed my ear.

"Of course I did. Liam."

He laughed.

"Wait. Whose room is this?"

"Mr. Marchand's."

"Crap. I might be in the wrong room."

He smiled, rolling me over to face him. "Hiiii."

"Hi."

"You want to come to an August Moon concert with me tonight?"

"It depends..." I said.

"It depends?"

"Do I have good seats?"

His finger was tracing my cheekbone. "You can sit on my face."

"Okay. In that case I'll come. "

― Robinne Lee , The Idea of You