Top 160 Ashley Poston Quotes (2024 Update)
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101. “Because music was a heartbeat, too, in its own way, and death wasn’t a send-off without some good tunes.”

— Ashley Poston

102. “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

103. “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

104. “I’m not just a raindrop in a pond but a comet plunged into the ocean, and I can make waves the size of skyscrapers because I’m not just here, I’m living.”

— Ashley Poston

105. “He hoped I asked for help because asking was not a weakness – but a strength. He hoped that I would ask more often because I would be surprised by who would come into my life if I let them.”

— Ashley Poston

106. “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

107. “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

108. “I began to realize that love wasn’t dead, but it wasn’t forever, either. It was something in between, a moment in time where two people existed at the exact same moment in the exact same place in the universe.”

— Ashley Poston

109. “Sometimes the universe deals us fates that make us happy, but sometimes it simply deals us fates that make us.”

— Ashley Poston

110. “I bought things when I was nervous. Mainly books but – I guess now I bought houseplants, too.”

— Ashley Poston

111. “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

112. “He clicked this tongue to the roof of this mouth, studying me for a moment, his eyes a shade darker than they had been before. “I think your favorite color is yellow,” he guessed, and watched as the surprise trickled across my face. “But not a bright yellow – more of a golden yellow. The color of sunflowers. That might be your favorite flower.”

— Ashley Poston

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

— Ashley Poston

114. “I wanted to drink all six-foot-whatever of him in like one of those stupidly large cowboy-boot beer glasses at roadside bars.”

— Ashley Poston

115. “Sometimes I just wanted to let my guard down, let the pieces of me fall to the ground, and know that I had someone there who could put me back together without minding the sharp bits.”

— Ashley Poston

116. “Everything died, but pieces of it remained. Dad was in the wind because he breathed the same air that I breathed. Dad was a mark in history becuase he existed. He was part of my future because I still carried on.”

— Ashley Poston

117. “I wrote this book for me. So, if you didn’t really enjoy this book, that’s okay! You’ll find one that you love.”

— Ashley Poston

118. “I know you’ll write our story the way it was meant to be told.” “I – I don’t think I could – ” “Of course you can,” she replied. “It might not be in one book. It might be in five or ten. It might be little bits of all of us scattered throughout your stories. But I know you’ll write us, however messy we are, and it’ll be good.”

— Ashley Poston

119. “They gave us the tools to figure out what to do when they were gone.”

— Ashley Poston

120. “I hope you find yourself in a book someday. And I hope that book lives forever.”

— Ashley Poston

121. “We were nine, and therefore invincible.”

— Ashley Poston

122. “Everything dies, buttercup,” he once said as we sat on the front porch, watching a storm roll in. Carver was toddling in his play pool, and Alice was gurgling on his knee. “That’s a fact. But you wanna know a secret?” And I had leaned in, so sure it was a cure for death, a way to bat it away – “Everything that dies never really goes. In little ways, it all stays.”

— Ashley Poston

123. “I was five foot two, and everything I wore was bought for comfort and not style.”

— Ashley Poston

124. “Sometimes the people you love don’t leave you with goodbyes – they just leave.”

— Ashley Poston

125. “You can say things with food that you can’t quite with words sometimes.”

— Ashley Poston

126. “In the porch light, she looked older than she ever had. Weighed down by sadness-but held together still, by hope.”

— Ashley Poston

127. “He had plans – everyone has plans, even if they don’t realize it. Even the ones who go because they think they don’t have plans. There’s always something that comes up.”

— Ashley Poston

128. “Because ghost stories were just love stories about here and then and now and when, about pockets of happiness and moments that resonated in places long after their era. They were stories that taught you that love was never a matter of time, but a matter of timing.”

— Ashley Poston

129. “How could two people reconcile and trust each other when they fell in love with the lies the other person told them? Where did you go from there?”

— Ashley Poston

130. “Not because I couldn’t exist on my own, but sometimes I just didn’t want to. Sometimes I just wanted to let me guard down, let the pieces of me fall to the ground, and know that I had someone there who could put me back together without minding the sharp bits.”

— Ashley Poston

131. “You really are a boob guy, aren’t you?” “They’re nice,” was his response.”

— Ashley Poston

132. “Love is a celebration,’ ” I read, my voice wobbling, “ ’of life and death. It stays with you. It lingers, my darlings, long after I’m gone. Listen for me when the wind rushes through the trees. I love you.”

— Ashley Poston

133. “In my experience, women with sharp tongues usually have soft lips.”

— Ashley Poston

134. “Now, what’s a pretty flower like you doing in a wood like this?”

— Ashley Poston

135. “She told me that you don’t ever lose the sadness, but you learn to love it because it becomes a part of you, and bit by bit, it fades.”

— Ashley Poston

136. “IT IS SAID that the first king of Aloriya was born with the fire in his blood.”

— Ashley Poston

137. “She smelled like apples and rose perfume, the smell of my childhood – skinned knees and pancakes in the breakfast nook and Sundays at the library, sitting in the stacks reading romance novels. She hugged me so tightly, it felt like every memory was a bone in my body that she needed to hold on to, to make sure they were still here. Still real.”

— Ashley Poston

138. “It was candy, though even candy could be good – sweet and flavorful and exactly what you needed exactly when you needed it. But he never said as much.”

— Ashley Poston

139. “You are who you are, and you like what you like. You are you, and that’s a lovely person to be.”

— Ashley Poston

140. “Briars, brambles, bones, and blossom, I smell a girl who can’t be forgotten.”

— Ashley Poston

141. “If you don’t fit in, fool everyone until you do.”

— Ashley Poston

142. “Books are not really just books at all, but doorways. They are portals into places I’ve never been and people I’ll never be.”

— Ashley Poston

143. “Because loneliness was the kind of ghost that haunted you long after you were dead.”

— Ashley Poston

144. “Whenever I took a closer look at him, he was disorienting in the kind of way kaleidoscopes were, constantly moving and shifting, full of colors and shapes that shouldn’t have gone together but did in a way that made it perfect.”

— Ashley Poston

145. “I hated that I cried when I was angry, or upset, or annoyed. I hated that I cried at the slightest flux of emotional nuance. I hated how helpless I felt. I hated how I wanted to both march up to him and give him a fistful of my thoughts and run as far away from him as I could.”

— Ashley Poston

146. “We might’ve been a family in black, but our lives were filled with light and hope and joy.”

— Ashley Poston

147. “And he was most definitely dead.”

— Ashley Poston

148. “Because loneliness was the kind of ghost that haunted you long after you were dead. It stood over your plot in the cemetery wher.”

— Ashley Poston

149. “Because loneliness was the kind of ghost that haunted you long after you were dead. It stood over your plot in the cemetery where a lone name sat carved in marble. It sat with your urn. It was the wind that carried your ashes when no one claimed your body.”

— Ashley Poston

150. “Books are not really just books at all, but doorways. They are portals into places I’ve never been and people I’ll never be.” “Sometimes the universe deals us fates that make us happy, but sometimes it simply deals us fates that make us.”

— Ashley Poston