The Seven Year Slip Quotes

“it felt like permission. The kind I hadn't let myself have for six months. The kind of permission that I'd been waiting for, as I sat alone in my aunt's apartment, and grief welled up so high it felt suffocating. The permission I thought I'd given myself, but it hadn't been permission to cry - it had been a command to be strong. To be okay. I told myself, over and over, I had to be okay.
And finally - finally - someone gave me permission to come undone.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“It is rarely the food that truly makes a meal, but the people we share it with. A family spaghetti recipe passed down from your grandma. The smell of dumplings clinging to a sweater you haven't washed in years. A cardboard pizza across a yellow table. A friend, lost in a memory, but alive in the taste of a half-burnt brownie.
Love in a lemon pie.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“it was such a lovely night. The moon was round and large, framed perfectly between the buildings like the main character in her own film, reflecting off the windows, cascading silvery light into the warm orange of the streetlights.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“I'm sorry."
Because I felt like I had wasted her time for seven years. For shaving off parts of myself, over and over again, to squeeze into the expectations I thought I needed to set for myself.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“I hadn't looked around me. Hadn't been part of the world. Part of anything, really. I'd just gone through it, head down, heart shuttered, like a traveler against a torrential rainstorm.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“even the way he said my stupid nickname was different. Like it wasn't a secret, but a sanctuary.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“it was a good night. The kind of good night that I hadn't had in a while.
The kind of good that stuck to your bones, thick and warm, and coated your soul in golden light.
Good food, with good friends.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“Let's go on an adventure, my darling," she declared.
And, oh, did I realize then, that I had the thirst for adventure sown into my very bones.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“this was by far the hardest. Finding the words, mustering them up, teaching my mouth how to say them - teaching my heart how to understand them ...”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“it wasn't all bad. It was good, too. The memories are good.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“Perfect because it wasn't perfect. Perfect because it wasn't trying to be. He was just himself.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“You are way too smart and way too beautiful and way too successful to have some D-list guitarist from a no-name band treat you like you're replaceable. You aren't.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“I get it, he's hot. He probably gives you the best sex of your life. But if it doesn't fill you with tinglies to be around him every second you're around him - if he doesn't make you happy - then what the hell are you doing? You only live once”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“we had crossed each other, time and again, like ships in the night.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“I hugged them all, thankful to have friends like these, who were there for me when I didn't need them, and running toward me when I did.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“He'd remembered my favorite color. Of course he had, because he was still the same person - thoughtful and kind. Like he'd always been. For everything that changed, something stayed the same.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“What are you going to do with the rest of your life now, Lemon?" [...]
"You're going to travel?"
"I think I might. And, I don't know, maybe chase the moon.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“There was something magnetic about Manhattan in the summer, the way the sun reflected off every mirrored skyscraper window, bouncing off each other like some ancient mirrorball.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“If Parker comes over to bother you again, let me know."
"Thank you, but I think we can handle him ourselves," Drew replied.
"Absolutely, I'd just like to watch,”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“My job used to feel like chasing the moon, and now it just felt like planning out how to give it to other people.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“When he lit up, we were like moths to a flame.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“maybe there's something in doing the thing that brings you joy, too. Even if it's not the thing that gets you a fuckin' Michelin star.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“Being close to him felt like a story I didn't know the ending to [...]
He was an adventure. One I suddenly knew I wanted to take.
Without a shadow of a doubt, I wanted this.
I wanted him.”
― Ashley Poston, Diary of a Street Diva

“What stopped you?"
"Work. Adult things. A good career. A stable relationship. A home." [...] "I had to grow up someday.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“Always find time to do what makes you happy - like painting, and traveling, and fuck the rest.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“It felt like a place where if you made a mistake, it'd be on a pedestal for all to see.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“they were the first people I called when the worst day of my life happened.
It was only natural that we were together for the best days, too.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“And he kissed me there, in the stolen moments of a Wednesday evening, in a restaurant that felt like his soul, and his kiss tasted sharp and sweet, like the beginning of something new. I smiled against his mouth, and I whispered, "And here I thought you'd find romance in a piece of chocolate.”
― Ashley Poston, Diary of a Street Diva

“we fell, harder and harder, toward each other, coming together in the right place at the right time in the right moment, and I loved him.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip

“And we laughed, and charted each other's bodies down to our cores, maps of places that were familiar and yet new, and the night was good, and my heart was full and I was happy, so happy, to fall in love on a night like this, where I felt like I had finally caught the moon, and more.”
― Ashley Poston, The Seven Year Slip