Jennifer E. Smith > Quotes

“It's not the changes that will break your heart; it's that tug of familiarity.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“Love is the strangest, most illogical thing in the world.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“Is it better to have had a good thing and lost it, or never to have had it?”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“He’s like a song she can’t get out of her head. Hard as she tries, the melody of their meeting runs through her mind on an endless loop, each time as surprisingly sweet as the last, like a lullaby, like a hymn, and she doesn’t think she could ever get tired of hearing it.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“What are you really studying?"
He leans back to look at her. "The statistical probability of love at first sight."
"Very funny," she says. "What is it really?"
"I'm serious."
"I don't believe you."
He laughs, then lowers his mouth so that it's close to her ear. "People who meet in airports are seventy-two percent more likely too fall for each other than people who meet anywhere else.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“Did you know that people who meet at least three different times within twenty-four hour period are ninety-eight percent more likely to meet again?”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“It's one thing to run away when someone's chasing you. It's entirely another to be running all alone.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“I can't believe you're here," she says, her voice soft. "I can't believe you found me."

"You found me first," he says, and when he leans to kiss her, it's slow and sweet and she knows that this will be the one she always remembers. Because while the other two kisses felt like endings, this one is unquestionably a beginning.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“He looks at her and smiles. "You're sort of dangerous, you know?"
She stares at him. "Me?"
"Yeah," he says sitting back. "I'm way too honest with you.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“Who would have guessed that four minutes could change everything?”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“I like how you're neither here nor there. And how there's nowhere else you're meant to be while waiting. You're just sort of suspended.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“You know what they say," Dad said. "If you love something set it free."

"What if he doesn't come back?"

"Something do, somethings don't," he said, reaching to tweak her nose. "I'll always come back to you anyway."

"You don't light up," Hadley said, but Dad only smiled.

"I do when I'm with you.”
― Jennifer E. Smith , The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“Because I was with you," he tells her. "I feel better when I'm with you.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“Exactly. How can you know it makes you happy if you’ve never experienced it?”
“There are different kinds of happy,” she said. “Some kinds don’t need any proof.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, This Is What Happy Looks Like

“There's a formula for how long it takes to get over someone, that it's half as long as the time you've been together.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“Is it possible not to ever know your type-not to even know you have a type-until quite suddenly you do?”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“And in August it will be fifty-two years together.”
“Wow,” Oliver says. “That’s amazing.”
“I wouldn’t call it amazing,” the woman says, blinking. “It’s easy when you find the right person.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“People who meet in airports are seventy-two percent more likely to fall for each other than people who meet anywhere else.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“That’s the way these things work, kiddo,” he says. “Love isn't supposed to make sense. It's completely illogical.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“Hadley didn't know it was possible to miss someone who's only a few feet away, but there it is.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“That's the thing about flying: You could talk to someone for hours and never even know his name, share your deepest secrets and then never see them again.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“There’s always a gap between the burn and the sting of it, the pain and the realization.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“But there's no such thing as a completely fresh start. Everything new arrives on the heels of something old, and every beginning comes at the cost of an ending.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Geography of You and Me

“And see those clouds?'
'Hard to miss'
'Those are cumulus clouds. Did you know that?'
'I'm sure I should.'
They're the best ones.'
'How come?'
Because they look the way clouds are supposed to look, the way you draw them when you're a kid. Which is nice, you know? ...”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“From: EONeill22@hotmail.com
Sent: Saturday, June 8, 2013 1:18 PM
To: GDL824@yahoo.com
Subject: what happy looks like
Sunrises over the harbor. Ice cream on a hot day. The sound of the waves down the street. The way my dog curls up next to me on the couch. Evening strolls. Great movies. Thunderstorms. A good cheeseburger. Fridays. Saturdays. Wednesdays, even. Sticking your toes in the water. Pajama pants. Flip-flops. Swimming. Poetry. The absence of smiley faces in an e-mail.

What does it look like to you?”
― Jennifer E. Smith, This Is What Happy Looks Like

“But Hadley understood. It wasn't that she was meant to read them all. Maybe someday she would, but for now, it was more the gesture itself. He was giving her the most important thing he could, the only way he knew how. He was a professor, a lover of stories, and he was building her a library in the same way other men might build their daughters houses.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“Childhood memories were like airplane luggage; no matter how far you were traveling or how long you needed them to last, you were only ever allowed two bags. And while those bags might hold a few hazy recollections—a diner with a jukebox at the table, being pushed on a swing set, the way it felt to be picked up and spun around—it didn’t seem enough to last a whole lifetime.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, This Is What Happy Looks Like

“You know what they say, if you love something, set it free.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“People talk about books being an escape, but here on the tube, this one feels more like a lifeline...The motion of the train makes her head rattle, but her eyes lock on the words the way a figure skater might choose a focal point as she spins, and just like that, she's grounded again.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“Hadley grabs the laminated safety instructions from the seat pocket in front of her and frowns at the cartoon men and women who seem weirdly delighted to be bailing out of a series of cartoon planes. Beside her, Oliver stifles a laugh, and she glances up again.
“What?”
“I’ve just never seen anyone actually read one of those things before,”
“Well,” she says, “then you’re very lucky to be sitting next to me.”
“Just in general?”
She grins. “Well, particularly in case of an emergency.”
“Right,” he says. “I feel incredibly safe. When I’m knocked unconscious by my tray table during some sort of emergency landing, I can’t wait to see all five-foot-nothing of you carry me out of here.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight