He never looks away, searching my eyes for truth. His reaction has left my heart pounding, shocked at how quick he was to dismiss any fault I may have had. I wish he was just as quick to dismiss his own faults, but he isn't.

— Colleen Hoover

Her suspicion brings me a small sense of gratification. She thinks I'm lying about something. Now we're even. Lake

— Colleen Hoover

He unclenched his fists and dropped her worries, unable to catch them for her. But she picked them back up and dusted them off. She wants to be able to hold them herself now.

— Colleen Hoover

His fingers have been slowly lacing through my hair.

— Colleen Hoover

His memory is the last place I want to be. I would give anything to always be in his present.

— Colleen Hoover

His mouth, coupled with the way his hand is sliding down my arm, is all too much. So much. Good much. So good. I just whimpered.

— Colleen Hoover

How could she love him after what he did to her? How could she contemplate taking him back?” It’s sad that those are the first thoughts that run through our minds when someone is abused. Shouldn’t there be more distaste in our mouths for the abusers than for those who continue to love the abusers?

— Colleen Hoover

How do you not fall in love with him?" The tears begin flowing just as quickly as they were ceasing. I grab yet another tissue.  "I don't fall in love with him. I don't fall in love with him a lot!

— Colleen Hoover

How your heart can possibly find a way to love and trust a man again proves that I've fallen in love with the bravest woman I've ever known. I know how much courage it took for you to allow me in after what your father did to you. And I swear I will spend every last breath thanking you for allowing yourself to love me. Thank you so much for loving me, Linden Sky Hope.

— Colleen Hoover

I absolutely, positively hate this beautiful, magical feeling.

— Colleen Hoover