Matthew R. Corr > Quotes

“The voice played over and over in his mind, crawling out of his ears like a spider who’d just laid her eggs.”
― Matthew R. Corr, Just for the Weekend

“I just never pictured any of this. Since we lost my mom it’s felt like I’ve been endlessly falling with nowhere to land.”
Caleb slid his hands to the side of my neck. I felt his thumbs against my jaw. He looked me in the eye and said, “Well, I’m here now. You can land on me.”
― Matthew R. Corr, Land On Me

“The golf cart parked a few feet from them, and a man stepped out wearing a bucket hat—the string under his chin fastened tightly to his head. His mustache reminded Ander of a thick, furry caterpillar. The man held a clipboard under one arm, and a whistle attached to a skinny rope necklace hung low against his CAMP 1985 T-shirt tucked into khaki shorts. The man waved before extending a hand that Ander grasped. “Howdy! You must be Anderson Thorne.” Ander focused on the white cream spread over the man’s nose. “Just Ander.”
― Matthew R. Corr, Camp 1985

“Some girl is taking up the attention that I dreamed he would give me. She’s got him, and I’ve got...tears.”
― Matthew R. Corr, Land On Me

“I loved kissing you,
” I said before turning around.
Caleb’s hand was on the doorknob but hadn’t pulled it open.
He just stood there with his back to me. “I’ve never felt happier kissing anyone in my life. I don’t know what it’s supposed to feel like, but I know that when I’m with you, I finally feel free.”
― Matthew R. Corr, Land On Me