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Love, Theoretically

Book by Ali Hazelwood · 11 quotes · Love, Romance, Adoration

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“I don’t want to be work. I don’t want you to feel that I’m work.” “Somewhere along the way your wires got crossed. Your brain decided that you’re not worth people’s time and effort, and that if you ask for anything, they won’t just say no, they’ll also leave you. That’s not how love works, Elsie..."That's not how love works, Elsie. But don't worry for now. I'll show you.”

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“There's something disarmingly, devastatingly self-confident about Jack. About the way he laid out all these facts without hesitating, as though owning his feelings is first and second nature. I study the glint of the lamp hitting his golden hair and wonder why this man would even bother thinking of me. He's figured out my entire game. I came to him empty-handed.”

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“Te quiero conmigo en todos los universos posibles. Quiero estar contigo, y dentro de ti, cada segundo de cada día. Tengo unos pensamientos, unos sueños, que rozan la locura. Quiero que te cases conmigo mañana mismo para que te cubra mi seguro de salud. Quiero encerrarme contigo en mi habitación durante dos semanas enteras. Quiero ir a hacer la compra al súper y coger las cosas que a ti te gustan. Quiero hacerme el guay, aparentar que me atraes y ya, pero me es imposible ocultar que estoy obsesionado contigo. Muy obsesionado. Y necesito que seas tú quien nos mantenga a raya. Necesito que seas tú quien marque el ritmo, porque sea cual sea el sitio al que vamos… Yo ya he llegado. Ya hace tiempo que estoy ahí.”

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“The therapist I once talked with but never went back to, because the copay was too steep even with Dad's health insurance, would probably call this wallowing. Unhealthy. Destructive. But I'm not so sure. I treasure my newfound feelings, Hoard them. Every once in a while I study them, turn them around, squint at them like they're a ripe piece of fruit, plucked from a mysterious tree that shouldn't even be growing in my yard. When I pop them in my mouth to swallow them whole, they taste bitter and delicious.”

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