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this has gotten better. I have giggled twice

I fear I don’t like quirky books :/

I’m so pissed everything that could go wrong is going wrong

"Strange how monsters can reach from beyond the grave, as potent in death as they were in life."

confusing slightly unsatisfying but I loved solving the clues throughout

“Oh what is stronger than a death? Two sisters singing with one breath.”

men ruin everything!

“She couldn’t put words to the look on Rin’s face. She only knew, very sharply and deeply, that she wanted to go on being the cause of it.”

“Their voice made Esther think of weather, of winter, of woodsmoke: something cold but bright, burning and fragrant, curling into the air before vanishing. They were utterly strange and utterly beautiful, in a way that Esther yearned towards because she didn't understand it, the way she yearned towards horizons and untrodden secret paths in unfamiliar woods.”

“Taste is a kind of language, and siblings speak it with a forked tongue.”

“Just as beekeepers tell their hives all the news in thanks for honey, the Hawthorns sang to their trees in thanks for their translations.”

just gasped and immediately teared up at work

"It's the second photograph that will change my life." !!!!!

stfu if a man did this for ME? omg

if I had a nickel for every book I’ve read in which a man compares a woman to Venus in Bottticelli’s clam shell……😩

reading this book as I sit on a cottage deck at the lake 😀 pls everything is so so perfect

“A minute later, I swear I hear a deep laugh drifting across the lake on a warm breeze.”

hehehehe giggling ahhhh

sooo much food for thought. the audiobook narrator is phenomenal

“Much as I enjoy popular New Age commentary on love, I am often struck by the dangerous narcissism fostered by spiritual rhetoric that pays so much attention to individual self-improvement and so little to the practice of love within the context of community.”

“The light of love is always in us, no matter how cold the flame. It is always present, waiting for the spark to ignite, waiting for the heart to awaken and call us back to the first memory of being the life force inside a dark place waiting to be born—waiting to see the light.”

I just started prematurely crying over this book before anything has even happened because their relationship as children is so beautiful and sweet and carefully crafted

“I prefer that version of the world,” I say, smiling up at him. His arms ring my waist, his nose scraping along mine.
“You do?”
I nod, the movement gliding our lips briefly across each other.
“It’s yours,” he offers.
I laugh. “Oh? I can have the world?”
“Mine,” he says, “yeah. You can have mine.”

“Laughing and screaming and laughing some more. She felt as if they’d all caught in the same riptide. Like her emotions didn’t belong to her, but she didn’t mind. It was fun, to feel so much.”

“It made sense: Laura was always more comfortable being face-to-face with pain, more at ease with the bluer shades of life. Whereas Margaret spent every second of every day trying to get back to the golden magic of her childhood, when life was one endless possibility.”

“In my chest, it feels like a latch clicking into place when our eyes meet.”

this chapter!!!! emily henry you visionary!!!!!!

“What’s it like when your father loves your mother madly? When he fills the breakfast room with daises—potted, not cut—on her birthday, and she rolls her eyes but laughs too, because she doesn’t have an ounce of his whimsy, but she understands the hundreds of ways her husband tries, again and again, to say something along the lines of I love you?”

“At my laugh, he reaches out and gently touches my lips, light and fleeting.” 🙂‍↕️

“I think you live in a world that's more interesting than the one most people live in,” he says, and just as my heart starts to sink with disappointment, with a kind of loneliness, he adds, “and I wish I could live in it too.”

I feel myself beaming. “I’ll take you sometime.”

“I’d like that," he says.