Top 160 Ashley Poston Quotes (2025 Update)
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51. “Dad always liked thunderstorms. The way it rattled the house, like a heart rattling in a ribcage.”

— Ashley Poston

52. “I promise you on iron and stars.”

— Ashley Poston

53. “Merciful Goddess, if you exist, please hand my ass to me some other day. I don’t want to die. I haven’t kissed Jax yet.”

— Ashley Poston

54. “It’s easier to be who you want to be when you aren’t trying to be who everyone thinks you are.”

— Ashley Poston

55. “If you believe in yourself and have a few good friends, then you can do anything. You can be anything.”

— Ashley Poston

56. “What if – if we meet – he doesn’t like the real me? It’s easier to be who you want to be when you aren’t trying to be who everyone else thinks you are.”

— Ashley Poston

57. “Jax took Robb by the face, fingers spreading into his hair, dark curls wrapping around his fingers, snarling them, so Robb could look at no one else. He memorized the constellation of freckles crossing Robb’s nose, peppering his sun-kissed cheeks. The way the human boy looked at him made a strange, burning feeling turn in his stomach. He wanted to kiss off the freckles and place them in the sky as guiding stars.”

— Ashley Poston

58. “I take one step. Every great journey always begins with one, doesn’t it? All it takes is one. Then another. And another.”

— Ashley Poston

59. “So between that blogger in the convention office and the panel, I’m in a pretty terrible mood. I can’t believe I ran into the Rebelgunner blogger. And it was a girl. Fate must be trolling me. Not even seeing Nathan Fillion will help this dark cloud over my head.”

— Ashley Poston

60. “She reaches out to take the jacket. I hesitate for a moment, like Frodo with his Ring, but then I remember ow much crap Frodo walked into and I’d rather not end up like Frodo. So I give it to Sage.”

— Ashley Poston

61. “I WILL get you out of here,” he said with conviction. “I promise you. On iron and stars.”

— Ashley Poston

62. “I didn’t need to be fixed. I just needed... to be reminded that I was human.”

— Ashley Poston

63. “All of it. Pretending to be okay while the world changes around you and leaves you behind to sit with whatever loss you found.”

— Ashley Poston

64. “Isn’t it strange how the world works sometimes? It’s never a matter of time, but a matter of timing.”

— Ashley Poston

65. “Seven drunk ferrets in a trench coat?”

— Ashley Poston

66. “All we had was a moment. Just a moment in an impossible universe waltzing that beautiful, impossible waltz.”

— Ashley Poston

67. “And I knew I was falling. The kind of falling that would hurt when I hit the ground. The kind of falling that would shatter me into pieces.”

— Ashley Poston

68. “That is why this universe is impossible: because all the good things are impossible to keep. The universe always takes them away.”

— Ashley Poston

69. “Like meeting an old friend seven years later.”

— Ashley Poston

70. “At this point I’m sure he’s more plastic than person, but most people who hate wrinkles become Daleks over time, anyway.”

— Ashley Poston

71. “A cardboard pizza across a yellow table. A friend, lost in a memory, but alive in the taste of a half-burnt brownie. Love in a lemon pie.”

— Ashley Poston

72. “Jess paints a pretty picture of an orchestra, but if we are one, then I’m the first chair violinist... who’s been doused in gasoline and handed a match by the fans to watch me play while going up in flames.”

— Ashley Poston

73. “Because the things that mattered most never really left. The love stays. The love always stays, and so do we.”

— Ashley Poston

74. “Nothing lasts forever. Not the good things, not the bad. So just find what makes you happy, and do it for as long as you can.”

— Ashley Poston

75. “Love wasn’t a whisper in the quiet night. It was a yelp into the void, screaming that you were here.”

— Ashley Poston

76. “Grief was the exact opposite. It was full and heavy and drowning because it wasn’t the absence of everything you lost – it was the culmination of it all, your love, your happiness, your bittersweets, wound tight like a knotted ball of yarn.”

— Ashley Poston

77. “This is only the beginning of your story, not the end.”

— Ashley Poston

78. “Sage thinks that I hate Amara on the principle that she’s a lying double-crossers, but I hate her because I can relate to her. I’m the one tossed into the Black Nebula. I’m the one lost, in a life, a world, a universe that is no longer mine.”

— Ashley Poston

79. “Everything that dies never really goes. In little ways, it all stays.”

— Ashley Poston

80. “Buying books always made me feel better, even if I never read them.”

— Ashley Poston

81. “That was love, wasn’t it? It wasn’t just a quick drop – it was falling, over and over again, for your person. It was falling as they became new people. It was learning how to exist with every new breath. It was uncertain and it was undeniably hard, and it wasn’t something you could plan for.”

— Ashley Poston

82. “I’m the lost princess. I’m the villain of my story, and the hero. Part of my mom and part of my dad. I am a fact of the universe; the possible and the impossible. I am not no one.”

— Ashley Poston

83. “Love was an invitation into the wild unknown, one step at a time together.”

— Ashley Poston

84. “Everything that dies never really goes. In little ways, it all stays.” Not in the horrific way Lee wrote it. Not with the moaning ghosts and terrifying poltergeists and living dead, but in the way the sun came back around again, the way flowers browned and became dirt and new seeds bloomed the next spring. Everything died, but pieces of it remained.”

— Ashley Poston

85. “I used to have lovely dinners with a man named Iwan, who told me that you could find romance in a piece of chocolate and love in a lemon pie.”

— Ashley Poston

86. “Sometimes the people you loved left you halfway through a story. Sometimes they left you without a goodbye. And, sometimes, they stayed around in little ways. In the memory of a musical. In the smell of their perfume. In the sound of the rain, and the itch for adventure, and the yearning for that liminal space between one airport terminal and the next. I hated her for leaving, and I loved her for staying as long as she could. And I would never wish this pain on anyone.”

— Ashley Poston

87. “I think there are people who come into your life, and you just know. For however long or short a time or however impossible it might seem – they’re important. Like a guiding star amid a storm.”

— Ashley Poston

88. “The universe sends you the things you need when you need them.”

— Ashley Poston

89. “I’d always written how grief was hollow. How it was a vast cavern of nothing.”

— Ashley Poston

90. “They fought and disagreed, of course, but they always came back together like a binary star, dancing with each other through life.”

— Ashley Poston

91. “The leaves on the trees we approached were a molten gold, like an artist had taken a sunset and poured it over the forest, and the crisp smell of the coming winter floated on the autumn breeze. It was early afternoon, and the birds sang bright and loud in the treetops.”

— Ashley Poston

92. “I wander. Until I disappear, then I usually just come back somewhere near you.”

— Ashley Poston

93. “Your grandma- my mother- told me once that the wind is just the breath of everyone who came before us. All the people who’ve passed on, all the ones who’ve taken a breath-” And he took a breath himself, loud and dramatic, and exhaled. “They’re still in the wind. And they’ll always be in the wind, singing. Until the wind is gone. Do you hear them?”

— Ashley Poston

94. “You never commit a mundane moment to memory, thinking it’ll be the last time you’ll hear their voice, or see their smile, or smell their perfume. Your head never remembers the things your heart wants to in hindsight.”

— Ashley Poston

95. “We all occupy space for such a short period of time, even though sometimes it feels like eternity. We’re here, and then gone, and our stuff stays behind. The things that we used, the things that we loved, the things that we treasured, and adored, and despised. Those trinkets exist far longer than we do, and I’ve always imagined them as that – just things. To be bought, sold, gathered.”

— Ashley Poston

96. “Stories that tell us that we can be bold and brash and make mistakes and still come out better on the other side. Those are the kinds of stories I want to see, and read, and tel.”

— Ashley Poston

97. “I don’t talk about my mom often. Whenever I do, my heart hurts in a way that nothing can really help. Like there’s this hole drilled into the center of my soul, an unending pit that keeps going and going, tempting me to fall in and get lost in the echo of who she was. Because she’s gone now.”

— Ashley Poston

98. “What’s the point if I can’t be beautiful?” I squint at him. “Are you quoting Howl’s Moving Castle?” In reply, he gives another anguished wail and flops half of himself over the side of the armrest. The towel is doing a very terrible job of covering anything up, and I gently pull it over his nether region so he won’t have to disgrace himself.”

— Ashley Poston

99. “We were an author of love stories and an editor of romances, weaving a story about a boy who was once a little ghostly and a girl who lived with ghosts. And maybe, if we were lucky, we’d find a happily ever after, too.”

— Ashley Poston

100. “I always thought that gardeners’ daughters couldn’t thrive where our roots didn’t grow. But maybe we were like dandelion tuffs.”

— Ashley Poston