Chloe Carlson > Chloe's Quotes

“Are you like the girls in the book too? Because I think I am.”
― Malinda Lo, Last Night at the Telegraph Club

“Perhaps that was the most perverse part of this: the inside-outness of everything, as if denial would make it go away, when it only made the pain in her chest tighten, when it only made her emotions clearer.”
― Malinda Lo, Last Night at the Telegraph Club

“It wasn’t like chocolate, Lily thought. It was like finding water after a drought. She couldn’t drink enough, and her thirst made her ashamed, and the shame made her angry.”
― Malinda Lo, Last Night at the Telegraph Club

“How am I supposed to know?” she asked instead. “What’s it supposed to be like?”

Lana and Claire traded tiny smiles, and Claire asked gently, “What’s what supposed to be like?”

Lily slumped back against the sofa, feeling boneless and muddled. “Falling in love, I guess.”

“You’ll know,” Claire said. “It’s unmistakable.”

(How she could recognize Kath at the other end of a crowded Galileo hallway by the way she walked.)

“It’s like . . . well, it’s like falling,” Lana said. “Falling, or floating, or sinking.”

(Every time they kissed.)

“You won’t know which way is up.”

“It’s like having a fever.”

(The way the world seemed to narrow down to the tips of Kath’s fingers.)

“It’s like being drunk—drunk for days.”
― Malinda Lo, Last Night at the Telegraph Club

“The word felt dangerous, and also powerful, as if uttering it would summon someone or something”
― Malinda Lo, Last Night at the Telegraph Club

“Now she was confused, as if she’d been reading a book that had several pages removed, but hadn’t realized the pages were gone until this moment.”
― Malinda Lo, Last Night at the Telegraph Club

“It also revealed the naked expanse of her back, the bones of her spine like a map for someone’s fingers.”
― Malinda Lo, Last Night at the Telegraph Club

“Wake up. You are here.”
― Malinda Lo, Last Night at the Telegraph Club

“A few hours at home and the Telegraph Club seemed more like a fantasy than a real thing. This troubled her. It felt as if someone had taken an eraser to her memory - to her very self - and rubbed at it, then blown away the remains.”
― Malinda Lo, Last Night at the Telegraph Club

“It’s not a mistake,” Lily said miserably. Her mother strode across the kitchen and slapped her. Lily jerked backward, shocked. Her mother hadn’t hit her in years—since she was eight or nine—and she instantly felt like that child again, cowering in fear of another strike. With the terror came a crippling guilt and the belief that she must have done something awful, that she deserved this punishment.”
― Malinda Lo, Last Night at the Telegraph Club

“Did that mean that she had always been destined to come here? To this city and this land so far from her home?”
― Malinda Lo, Last Night at the Telegraph Club

“She didn't understand the shrinking feeling inside her, as if she shouldn't be caught looking at those girls.”
― Malinda Lo, Last Night at the Telegraph Club

“It wasn't Lily who was the figurine in a diorama; it was her mother. Her mother was going round and round on that track, hearing only what she wanted to hear.”
― Malinda Lo, Last Night at the Telegraph Club