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Work like a captain, play like a pirate.

The only coherent thought that comes to mind is how insulting it is that eyelashes like his were wasted on Satan’s Errand Boy.

Love is exhausting.

I like the idea of saving to buy a place of my own or having some extra in the bank for an adventure once I figure out what kind of adventure I want to have. I see all these choices unrolling in front of me - career, travel, friends, geography — and despite things being insane and hard and messy, I don't think I've ever liked myself more than I do now. It's the strangest feeling to be proud simply because I'm taking care of me and mine. Is this what it's like to grow up?

Don't threaten me with a good time.

I knew he was a book lover, but to be the same kind of book lover I am? It makes my insides melt.

I am a homebody, through and through, and there’s nothing like being home.

“An eight-hour flight, and there’s no movie,” I say to myself, glaring at the screenless seat back in front of me. “Maybe they’re hoping your life flashing in front of your eyes will be distraction enough.”

I can appreciate my body in a bikini and still want to set fire to the patriarchy.

"What’s it like having a twin?”
“What’s it’s like not having a twin?” I reply, and he laughs.
“Touché"

Ethan Thomas is doing something weird to my emotions

You don't need him to like you. Or, you know, know that you continue to exist