Beautiful Quotes

“It’s too bad I’m too eccentric for you. It’s too bad you’re too busy for me. It’s too bad I’m only learning my heart and you have yours rolled up in bubble wrap.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“It didn’t really get easier, per se. Our sadness just got quieter.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“Finally Max spoke: “They haven’t tried to kill each other in at least four months. It’s confusing the hell out of everyone.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“As I worked to disentangle us, she gazed at me, bemused. “This makes me wary of ever dabbling in bondage with you.”
Silence greeted us, and I unlooped the seatbelt from her neck before looking up and around us at the other passengers.
“We're not alone, are we?” she playfully stage-hissed.
“There are others,” I confirmed. “They're regarding you with curiosity.”
“And mild horror,” Niall added.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“Will dropped the Hiroshima of awkward,” Niall explained, “and Pippa followed up with Nagasaki.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“It’s too bad I’m only learning my heart and you have yours rolled in bubble wrap.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“Pippa was different. She was an electric charge, a flash of light. Falling in love with Pippa and watching her walk away would be like watching someone extinguish the sun.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“He’ll be very good for someone, and I’m sad it won’t be me.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“We’re going to be horrible parents.” Laughing, I agreed, “The worst.” “We’ve never known failure,” he said, eyes manically searching mine. “I mean, we will probably be the most uptight—” “Strict—” “Overbearing—” “Neurotic—” “No,” he said, shaking his head, his eyes shining again. “You’re going to be perfect.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“I hate that I've worked so hard but when I look around--compare my life to everyone else's--it feels like such a small drop in such a massive bucket!”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“And I know it's been a long time, but it isn't too long to still be royally pissed about it. It was a dream you lost, and that's bloody terrible from any angle.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“I want a fella who notices everything about you when you first met, but would only notice everything that's missing when you're not around.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“Sometimes it feels like I have nothing,” he gasped, “nothing but my job and my friends.” That’s still a lot, I didn’t say. Because I understood: it wasn’t the life he’d imagined for himself.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“in an instant, my world crumbled and was rebuilt into a fortress around my two girls.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“Did you read that? She ironed. My shirt.’ ” “That doesn’t seem so bad,” Pippa said. “Odd, but still sane.” “You’d have to know Old Chloe,” Will explained. “Old Chloe would’ve burned Bennett’s shirt before she’d’ve ironed it.” My”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“I hope you two had fun up there,” Ruby said later, grinning at us as we descended into the kitchen. “Because Will made paella, and I’m telling you . . . I may eat this and only this for the rest of my life.”

“Is Will coming home with us?” Niall asked her from the kitchen.

“It was an excruciatingly competitive game of chess we had going,” I said. “Neither of us was willing to give up until it was over.”

Will’s smile was sneaky. “I see, chess? Because it sounded like you were hanging pictures.”

Niall nodded. “Something was definitely getting nailed up there.”

I laugh-coughed down at the floor.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“Pippa’s hair was down and fell over her shoulders. Beneath her jersey dress, her body was easy to imagine, and I reached forward, sliding a hand around her waist to pull her just a little closer. I wanted to kiss her. I knew that in part it was the wine, and the beer, and the heady sense of freedom in a small town where I knew no one, but I also knew that in no part was that feeling about Becky. Pippa bounced against me, singing terribly into the mic—perfect for the song, really. Her earrings cascaded down from her ears, nearly touching her shoulders. Her bracelets clanged on her wrist. Her lipstick stained her lips a seductive fire-red, and it made her happy smile seem boundless.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“She was such a surprising mix of gentle and brash, of focused and flighty. It was almost as if I could see the little girl in her battling with the responsible woman, figuring out which would lead the way.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“I’d follow you past the gates of hell, sir.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“And be nice,” [...] “Or you won’t be my monster of honor.”
“Your Best Bitch?” she asked in a reverent whisper.
“Right up there at my side,” George said, “reminding me I don’t deserve him.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“We were both on the same page, but then suddenly . . . we weren’t.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“I don’t want you to walk away from me after I tell you I love you.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“I’m dreaming of impossible things, I said.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“It’s like Chloe and Sara have traded personalities during their pregnancies. You seriously have to see it to believe it.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“All you Millennials staring at your phones,” he grumbled.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“I wanted to bottle his sounds and eat them later.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“Are you going to sleep in the bed with me?” Jensen shrugged. “I hadn’t really gotten that far. If we share a bed . . .” His meaning was clear. “You think if we share a bed, we might have sex.” He nodded, studying me. “We might.” I could barely move, I was shaking so intensely. “Do you want sex?” I laughed at myself immediately. “I mean, not that we—it’s just, tonight when you kissed me, it felt like you weren’t just playing.” “I fucking love sex,” he said in a quiet growl. “Of course I want it. But tonight was complicated, and I don’t just have sex with someone on impulse.” “God.” I let my head fall back against the headboard. “That’s incredibly hot, and I don’t even know why.” “Pippa.” I grinned up at him. “Jensen.” My heart beat a savage rhythm in my chest as he reached forward, lifting a hand and touching my bottom lip with the tip of his index finger. “Do you like sex?” he whispered. Oh, fuck me. “Yes.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“Don’t be silly.” I turned to my suitcase, pulling out my pajamas. “I’m just going to go change . . .” He coughed down at his own suitcase, open on a chair in the corner of the room. “Of course.” I changed, washed my face, put my hair up, pulled my hair back down, put it up again. Moisturized. I brushed my teeth, used the loo, washed my hands, moisturized again. Brushed my teeth again. I stalled. And then, stepping out, I let him past me to do the same routine, realizing as he walked into the loo that he had only a pair of shorts in his hand. He slept shirtless. Fuck me sideways. However, when he finally came out of the restroom, Jensen was still wearing his T-shirt, to my enormous dismay. “I thought you slept shirtless.” What. What did I just say? He looked up at me in surprise. “I mean, I usually do, but . . .”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“They’re eternal newlyweds”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful

“Do you think you could love me, too?”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful