Ana

“I have a theory. Hating someone feels disturbingly similar to being in love with them. I've had a lot of time to compare love and hate, and these are my observations.
Love and hate are visceral. Your stomach twists at the thought of that person. The heart in your chest beats heavy and bright, nearly visible through your flesh and clothes. Your appetite and sleep are schredded. Every interaction spikes your blood with adrenaline, and you're in the brink of fight or flight. Your body is barely under your control. You're consumed, and it scares you.
Both love and hate are mirror versions of the same game - and you háve to win. Why? Your heart and your ego. Trust me, I should know.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“My love for Addie is terrifying, a perpetual state of vertigo, an ongoing condition of living on the edge of an abyss.”
― Donna Freitas, The Nine Lives of Rose Napolitano

“A veces, hablar con Leo era como gritar a través del abismo gigantesco que los separaba y que, para Leo, era una mera grieta en el pavimento. Él creía que podía inclinarse hacia adelante, ten derle la mano y ayudarla a saltar tranquilamente. Pero Win ni si quiera tenía claro que quisiera estar al otro lado.”
― Mikaella Clements y Onjuli Datta, El amor y otras mentiras

“It was the dilemma all three of us had. Every choice we made cut us off permanently from someone we loved.”
― Hyeonseo Lee, The Girl with Seven Names: Escape from North Korea