I’ve never bought into that “You Just Know” notion. Love is a tricky thing. Sometimes it feels like an undeniable force that hits between the eyes and doesn’t let up. Other times, it’s malleable, questionable. It’s truth hidden in and amongst external obstacles and internal circumstances that’ve formed who you are, what you expect in the world, and how you can accept love. Oh, to say the least, it’s complicated. And if a mind’s abuzz with pressure and deadlines and “What if this and that,” I imagine love’s truth would be a near-impossible thing to feel. I wonder if, when all’s quiet in your mind, you’ll find your answer.

If I feel something for a girl does that mean that she’s the one that I should marry?
Not necessarily, Blythe. Attraction, yes, it’s important. But love that’s what truly matters. And love is bigger than those feelings you’re talking about.

Is it more important to talk about who had the biggest cabbage than to discuss issues which concern an entire gender?!

I cannot believe that I’m going to get to live somewhere so beautiful. Dreams don’t often come true, do they? But just now I feel pretty nearly perfectly happy. Although I can’t feel exactly perfectly happy, because, well…what color would you call this?
It’s red, isn’t it?
Yes, it’s red. Now you see why I can’t be perfectly happy. Nobody could who has red hair. It’s my lifelong sorrow.

I was raised to keep everything buttoned up inside. But she had this extraordinary range of emotions. Life had so many colors through her eyes, it painted my world forever. She was the first person with whom I didn’t have to hide.

This <33

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Also shut up Anne, I always wanted red hair :p (and in the books, she comes to love it sooo yeah)