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    Stephanie Perkins
    “The way he looked at you? He wasn’t distracted. He was consumed.”
    Stephanie Perkins, Isla and the Happily Ever After

  • #2
    Stephanie Perkins
    “For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home.”
    Stephanie Perkins, Anna and the French Kiss

  • #3
    Stephanie Perkins
    “Will you please tell me you love me? I’m dying here.”
    Stephanie Perkins, Anna and the French Kiss

  • #4
    Stephanie Perkins
    “Girl scouts didn't teach me what to do with emotionally unstable drunk boys.”
    Stephanie Perkins, Anna and the French Kiss

  • #5
    Stephanie Perkins
    “I am hard on myself. But isn’t it better to be honest about these things before someone else can use them against you? Before someone else can break your heart? Isn’t it better to break it yourself?”
    Stephanie Perkins, Isla and the Happily Ever After

  • #6
    Stephanie Perkins
    “There's no story,' I say. 'I saw you one day, and I just knew.”
    Stephanie Perkins, Isla and the Happily Ever After

  • #7
    Stephanie Perkins
    “If you ask me to kiss you, I will,” he says.
    His fingers stroke the inside of my wrists, and I burst into flames.
    “Kiss me,” I say.
    He does.”
    Stephanie Perkins, Anna and the French Kiss

  • #8
    Stephanie Perkins
    “I trail my fingers across his cheek. He stays perfectly still for me. “Please stop apologizing, Étienne.”
    “Say my name again,” he whispers.
    I close my eyes and lean forward. “Étienne.”
    He takes my hands into his.Those perfect hands, that fit mine just so. “Anna?”
    Our foreheads touch. “Yes?”
    “Will you please tell me you love me? I’m dying here.”
    And then we’re laughing. And then I’m in his arms, and we’re kissing, at first quickly—to make up for lost time—and then slowly, because we have all
    the time in the world. And his lips are soft and honey sweet, and the careful, passionate way he moves them against my own says that he savors the way I
    taste, too.
    And in between kisses, I tell him I love him.
    Again and again and again.”
    Stephanie Perkins, Anna and the French Kiss



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