Amanda

“I used to wonder if fate was real,” she said gently. “I used to fear it meant that I had no real choices. Then I secretly hoped fate was real and that you and I were fated, that by some miraculous chance I was your true love. But now I don’t care if fate is real—because I don’t need it to decide for me. I don’t need it to make this choice. I’ve made my decision, Jacks. It’s you. It will always be you, until the end of time. And I’ll fight fate or anyone else who tries to tear us apart—including you. You are my choice. You are my love. You are mine. And you are not going to be the end of me, Jacks.”
― Stephanie Garber, A Curse for True Love

“carry yourself with the confidence of a mediocre white man”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis

“Jacks had so badly wanted to tell her that he couldn’t even remember what Donatella looked like, that Evangeline’s face was the only one he saw whenever he closed his eyes, that he would go with her anywhere … if he could.”
― Stephanie Garber, A Curse for True Love

“Isn’t it strange to see that, even as one’s own story unfolds, others are traveling through their own, which may be just as interesting?”
― Melinda Taub, The Scandalous Confessions of Lydia Bennet, Witch