Nicola Yoon Quotes

Love won't kill you.-Carla

seriously. “Just because you can’t experience everything doesn’t mean you shouldn’t experience anything.-Nicola Yoon, Everything, Everything

Everything's a risk. Not doing anything is a risk.

In two weeks my skin will have no memory of Olly's hand on mine, but my brain will remember. We can have immortality or the memory of touch. But we can't have both.

If people who were actually born had to prove they were worthy enough to live in America, this would be a much less populated country.

He tastes like salted caramel and sunshine. Or what I think salted caramel and sunshine taste like. He tastes like nothing I've ever experienced, like hope and possibility and future

If I could, I would kiss him every second of every day. For all the days.

My guilt is an ocean for me to drown in.

He says they're not his type, but I don't really get the concept of having a type. My type is girls. All of them. Why would I limit my dating pool?

Be Brave. Remember, life is a gift.

Anything can happen at anytime. Safety is not guaranteed. There's more to life than being alive.

Loving someone as fiercely as my mom loves me must be like wearing your heart outside of your body with no skin, no bones, no nothing to protect it.

But I like my big Afro. I also liked when my hair was longer and relaxed. I’m happy to have choices. They’re mine to make

This is the life you're living. It's not temporary and it's not pretend and there's no do-over.

The ocean will swallow you whole and burp you out and not notice you were even there.

The ocean here is weird. It's the wrong kind of blue.

His words made me aware that the heart in my chest is a muscle like any other. It can hurt.

There's no denying it now. I'm in the world. And, too, the world is in me.

A universe that can wink into existence can wink out again.

Touching him is order and chaos, like being assembled and disassembled at the same time.

Kissing is just another way of talking expect without the words.

I could stay here forever interrupting our talking with kissing, interrupting our kissing with talking.

I've read many more books than you. It doesn't matter how many you've read. I've read more. Believe me.” ― Nicola Yoon, Everything, Everything

I want to fall in love, with an emphasis on the falling part.

How can you trust something that can end as suddenly as it begins?

Everything's a risk. Not doing anything is a risk. It's up to you.

For the first time in a long time, I want more than I have.

Names are powerful things.

Dark matter is love. It's the attracting force.

Flowers for Algernon again? she asks. Doesn't that book always make you cry?One day it won't, I say. I want to be sure to be reading it on that day.

How can he not share his newfound joy with his fellow man? And it is joy. There’s a pure kind of joy in the certainty of belief. The certainty that your life has purpose and meaning.

Should I tell him that I think dreams never die even when they're dead?

From so high above it, the world seems ordered and deliberate.But I know it's more than that. And less. It is structured and chaotic. Beautiful and strange.

I wonder if she realizes how passionate she is about not being passionate.

However, if the long shot is your only shot, then you have to take it.

But can you trust something that can end as suddenly as it begins?

Life is a gift. Don't forget to live it.

maybe part of falling in love with someone else is also falling in love with yourself

Growing up and seeing your parents' flaws is like losing your religion. I don't believe in God anymore. I don't believe in my father either.

Is it always like that?" I ask, breathless. “No, ” he says. “It's never like that.” I hear the wonder in his voice. And just like that, everything changes.

Love is worth everything. Everything.

They don't know what poor is. They don't know that poverty is a sharp knife carving away at you. They don't know what it does to the body. To a mind.

Yay, science.

A photograph is a kind of time machine.

Observable Fact: I don’t believe in magic.Observable Fact: We are magic.

o•cean (ˈōSHən) n. pl. -s. 1. The endless part of yourself you never knew but always suspected was there. [2015, Whittier]

I know she's just trying to protect me, just as I was to protect myself a few short weeks ago, but her words make me aware that the heart in my chest is a muscles like any other. It can hurt.