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“I love you," I say. I may as well say it, I'm thinking it. It's all I ever think. I'm an "I love you" gun with the safety off, a finger constantly on the trigger.”
― Rainbow Rowell

“Is this what people do? Get as close as they can and then push closer? Burn each other's faces into their eyelids? Let each other into every gap? And then what? Then just tomorrow, and more?”
― Rainbow Rowell, Any Way the Wind Blows

“(I don't understand what this is. Why people do it. Why we stoke fires in each other. What are we burning?)”
― Rainbow Rowell, Any Way the Wind Blows

“I understand that you've lost something— a lot of things— but you're still the same person. I know, because I loved you then, and I love you now, and I know that's not enough to make you happy— to make anyone happy— but you're the same person, Simon. You're still you.''
''It's enough,'' he finally grumbles.
''What is,'' I whisper.
''The fact that you love me. It does make me happy.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Any Way the Wind Blows