The Sun is Also a Star by Nicola Yoon | Baamboozle - Baamboozle

I love this part of getting to know someone. How every new piece of information, every new expression, seems magical.

Daniel (159)

It’s not up to you to help other people fit you into a box.

Natasha (158)

[…] you can love someone and still have a not-so-great relationship with them. I wonder how much of our non-relationship is because of typical father versus teenage boy stuff […] and how much of it is cultural […]?

Daniel (150 to 151 – Hardcover)

It’s hard to love someone who doesn’t love you back.

Natasha (p.152)

Maybe part of falling in love with someone else is also falling in love with yourself.

Daniel (150 – Hardcover)

Who are we if not a product of our parents and their histories.

Natasha (144 – Hardcover)

It’s hard to come from someplace or someone you’re not proud of.

Natasha (144 – Hardcover)

Sincerity is sexy

Natasha (137 – Hardcover)

To grow up is to grow apart.

The Universe: hair, 130 – Hardcover

America’s not really a melting pot. It’s more like one of those divided metal plates with sperate sections for starch, meat, and veggies.

Natasha (128 – Hardcover)

Hope is the thing with feathers.

Natasha (114)

For a minute, I let myself feel how tired I am. It’s hard trying to hold on to a place that doesn’t want you.

— Natasha | Page 109?

The poetic heart is not to be trusted. It is fickle and will lead you astray. It will tell you that all you need is love and dreams. […] The poetic heart is not to be trusted with long-term decision making.

Natasha | Page 102

There’s a Japanese phrase that I like: koi no yokan. It doesn’t mean love at first sight. It’s closer to love at second sight. […] Maybe you don’t love them right away, but it’s inevitable that you will.

Daniel (Page 74 – Hardcover)

As our eyes meet, I get a kind of déjà vu, but instead of feeling like I’m repeating something in the past, it feels like I’m experiencing something that will happen in my future.

Daniel (Page 66 – Hardcover)

He was some exotic planet, and I was his favorite satellite. But he’s no planet, just the final fading light of an already dead star. And I’m not a satellite. I’m space junk, hurtling as far as I can away from him.

Natasha (Page 65 – Hardcover)

That’s the thing that makes me wary.Where did all those feelings go?People spend their whole lives looking for love.Poems and songs and entire novels are written about it.But how can you trust something that can end as suddenly as it begins

Natasha (Page 58 – Hardcover)

Words, […] should behave more like units of measure, A meter is a meter is a meter. Words shouldn’t be allowed to change meanings. Who decides that the meaning has changed, and when?

The Universe: Irie (Page 25-26 – Hardcover)

Names are powerful things. They act as an identity marker and a kind of map, locating you in time and geography. More than that, they can be a compass.

The Universe: Family (Page 16 – Hardcover)

I don’t believe in fate, but I’m desperate.

Natasha (Page 5 – Hardcover)