Words in Deep Blue by Cath Crowley

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Not surprisingly, I haven't taken the breakup well, and I have no plans to take it well in the future. p18

"No one has anything to get up for. Life's pointless and everyone just gets up anyway. That's how the human race works," she says, and hands me a coffee. p19

According to George, it's a truth universally acknowledged that our family is shit at love. p21

I'd had my phone on silent all day and deliberately not checked, because it's a truth universally acknowledge that a watched phone never rings, especially when you're waiting on a text from your ex-girlfriend explaining why she doesn't love you anymore. p53

One of the great things about finishing high school is that you can finally get away from the dickheads. p54

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"She's my soul mate," I tell her.

"Then I'm worried about your soul," she says, and goes back to serving the other customers. p67
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I'm definitely not in love with Henry anymore, and it's a relief. He smells the same-- peppermint and cedar and a hint of old books. He sounds the same-- gentle and funny. But I don't get that feeling. I don't think about kissing him. I'm not fixated on his hair. I'm cured. p69

"Life isn't exactly life-affirming," George says. p94

"I love you, let's kiss, let's have sex." I've found those words to be very useful over the years. p150


Beautiful

I'm told that after I was born, I cried all the time, so Rose would stop by after her shift at the hospital and hold me so Mum and Dad could get some sleep. Mum would get up in the night and hear Rose reciting the periodic table to me. "It's the only story I know," she'd say. p35

I wonder how she could forget about it, a thing like that. And I wonder how she can go on living if she doesn't. p131

"Your dad's got two great kids and a bookstore. He might not be rich but he's not poor." p135

"Sometimes science isn't enough. Sometimes you need the poets," he says... [stop due to spoilers] p191

the power of words- p210

Thought-provoking

"Death is something we shy away from, except in literature or television, when we tend to stare right at it." p146-147

It made me feel like love is a thing that could fall apart in my hands. Desire, on the other hand, is something that's alive and well. p198

It makes me deliriously happy. It breaks my heart. p245

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