I’ve read many more books than you. It doesn’t matter how many you’ve read. I’ve read more. Believe me. I’ve had the time.
– Everything, Everything by Nicola Yoon
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Tag: book beginnings
Book beginnings: Man Candy by Melanie Harlow
I was in the closet. That’s not a metaphor, by the way—I was literally, physically trapped in a closet. It wasn’t even my closet; it was his.
– Man Candy, Melanie Harlow
Book beginnings: Scoring Wilder by R.S. Grey
Cheat on me once, shame on him. Cheat on me twice…what the actual fuck is going on? How in the world have I managed to find my last two boyfriends cheating on me? No, not together. Although, that would have been much more poetic, and at least they could have included me or something.
– Scoring Wilder, R.S. Grey
Book beginnings: The Big F by Maggie Ann Martin
“Life can be a little weird when your mom is a psychic in Ohio.”
– The Big F, Maggie Ann Martin
Book beginnings: Kissing Max Holden by Katy Upperman
The pounding at my window comes late, and it scares me shitless.
– Kissing Max Holden by Katy Upperman
Nothing like a carful of boys to completely change my mood.
– What I Thought Was True :: Huntley Fitzpatrick
When we eat, we travel. Think back to your last trip. Which are the memories that stand out? If you’re anything like me, meals will be in the forefront of your mind when you reminisce about travels past. Tortilla, golden and oozing, on a lazy Sunday in Madrid; piping hot shakshuka for breakfast in Tel Aviv; oysters shucked and sucked from their shells on Whitstable shingle. My memories of the things I saw in each of those places have acquired a hazy, sepia quality with the passing of time. But those dishes I remember in technicolor.
— The World on a Plate, Mina Holland
