“truthfully, this is the fabric of all my fantasies: love shown not by a kiss or a wild look or a careful hand but by a willingness for research. i don’t dream of someone who understands me immediately, who seems to have known me my entire life, who says, i know me too. i want someone keen to learn my own strange organization, amazed at what’s revealed; someone who asks, and then what, and then what?” KnowsWantLooksDreamHandsSeemsAsksMy OwnKnownFantasyStrangeKissingResearchOrganizationCarefulWillingnessFabricKnow MeAmazedUnderstand MeFantasy Love Author:Elizabeth McCracken
“I had never wanted to be one of those girls in love with boys who would not have me. Unrequited love - plain desperate aboveboard boy-chasing - turned you into a salesperson, and what you were selling was something he didn't want, couldn't use, would never miss. Unrequited love was deciding to be useless, and I could never abide uselessness. Neither could James. He understood. In such situations, you do one of two things - you either walk away and deny yourself, or you do sneaky things to get what you need. You attend weddings, you go for walks. You say, yes. Yes, you're my best friend, too.” WantNeedsTwoUseWantedGirlWalksSituationBoysMissingUnderstoodDenySellingUselessTwo ThingsDesperateUnrequited LoveChasingMy Best FriendNeed YouUnrequitedUselessnessSneakySalesperson Author:Elizabeth McCracken
“Unrequited love–plain desperate aboveboard boy-chasing–turned you into a salesperson, and what you were selling was something he didn't want, couldn't use, would never miss. Unrequited love was deciding to be useless, and I could never abide uselessness.” WantUseBoysMissingSellingUselessDesperateUnrequited LoveChasingUnrequitedUselessnessSalesperson Author:Elizabeth McCracken
