Top 280 Ashley Poston Quotes (2026 Update)
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151. “In my next life, I’d like to be a bookstore cat. Sunlight and books and naps.” “I dunno, I think you could do that in this life.” Closing his eyes, he tilted his head back, and the sunlight caught in his fair hair. “I could if I liked naps.” I opened my eyes and gave him a look of disbelief. “You don’t like naps? What’s wrong with you? Who hurt you as a child?” He snorted a laugh. “That will take a few hours to unpack.”

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152. “I could serenade you with words,” he supplied, taking my hand and kissing the palm of it, never letting his gaze leave mine. “If I was a poet, I could liken love to your eyes. If I was a gardener, I could plant a kiss on all the places you despise on yourself.”

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153. “There was something just so reassuring about books. They had beginnings and middles and ends, and if you didn’t like a part, you could skip to the next chapter. If someone died, you could stop on the last page before, and they’d live on forever. Happy endings were definite, evils defeated, and the good lasted forever.”

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154. “That was the thing about my aunt, she lived in the moment because she always figured it’d be her last. There was never a rhyme or reason to it – even when she was healthy, she lived like she was dying, the taste of mortality on her tongue.”

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

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156. “Your head never remembers the things your heart wants to in hindsight.”

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157. “You have to try on a lot of shoes until you find some you like walking in. Never apologize for that. Once I found mine, I’ve been content for twenty years.”

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

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159. “I was broke, and I was alone, and I wished he had found me seven years ago, instead.”

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160. “I kept him at arm’s length because at least there he wouldn’t be able to see how broken I was. I could keep lying.”

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161. “She didn’t want a loud life. She just wanted a good one.”

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162. “It’s when Darcy tells Elizabeth he loves her most ardently, when Mark brings Bridget her new dairy, when Harry tells Sally he loves her, when Will buys Junie the inn.”

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163. “In my next life, I’d like to be a bookstore cat. Sunlight and books and naps.” “I dunno, I think you could do that in this life.”

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164. “It was a love that I knew wouldn’t fail me. It was safe. it was a comfort when I was heartbroken and yearning to feel something good, because I couldn’t imagine it on my own.”

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165. “She grew and she changed and she became someone new, as time always made you. And she had not looked back.”

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166. “I just didn’t want to be here anymore. I wanted to get lost. I wanted to burrow myself somewhere out in the woods with my favorite books and a bottle of wine, and never see anyone again. Never have the opportunity to meet someone new. Never give my heart the chance to fall again.”

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167. “You know you’re in love when they are the first person you want to hear in the morning and the last person before you go to bed.”

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168. “Enjoy the rain! You never know when it will be your last.”

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169. “Art lived and breathed, like love, like friendship.”

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170. “Your aura is very gray today.” “Earl or Dorian?”

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171. “New things are scary.” “They don’t have to be.” “How are they not?” “Because some of my favorite things I haven’t even done yet.”

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172. “Sometimes, a book can change your life. It’s hard to explain that to someone who doesn’t read, or who has never felt their heart bend so strongly toward a story that it might just snap in two.”

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173. “My aunt used to say, if you don’t fit in, fool everyone until you do.”

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174. “I found a spot where the mirrors were uneven and it bowed my face and twisted my arms like a fun-house mirror. My aunt had said in a conspiratorial voice, “That’s your past self looking back at you. Just a split second, from you to you.” I used to imagine what I’d say to that split-second-behind self.”

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

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176. “Because even after the people were gone, there were still stories. There were always stories.”

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177. “Giving you Annie’s legacy and watching it flourish was under your pen was a blessing. And this? And suddenly this no longer felt like a conversation. It felt like a goodbye. These last few days have been beautiful. It’s a good ending, darling. And as your editor I have no notes.”

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178. “It was the answer to a question, soft and subtle, but it was there – the kind of feeling, this hope, that had just been hiding, waiting for some specter to take my hand and dance me across the floorboards. It felt, for a moment in time, like happiness.”

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179. “I just wanted to talk to him, to breathe in his words, to understand what made his brilliant mind tick.”

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180. “Because a romance isn’t supposed to be realistic. If it was, every story would end with everyone dying alone in an old folks’ home.”

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181. “The way it tried to be something new, and ended up being nothing at all.”

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182. “But you reminded me that things didn’t always have to be good, over and over and over, but they could be great, some days.”

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

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184. “She had always told me to chase the moon. To surround myself with people who would lasso it down in a heartbeat.”

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185. “Love looked like a man who had coffee ready for me in the mornings even though he preferred tea, and remembered exactly how I took it. Love ate my sugary spaghetti, and held an umbrella over my head when it rained, and apologized when he knew he was wrong. Love was inquisitive, and mindful, and – somewhere beneath the grumpy exterior – sweet. Love was tricking yourself into doing something you didn’t want to do, because you loved the person who did.”

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186. “I cared for words with a reverence I rarely shared with anyone – how could you share them, anyway, when words were imagined things?”

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187. “I just needed a story – or maybe a few hundred stories of happily ever after – to escape mine.”

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188. “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.”

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189. “And it wasn’t always great – but god, Ben, it was good. It was broken a little, and banged up, but it was good.”

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190. “It didn’t feel like falling the way you did when love was quick and exotic. No, it felt like finding a song you hadn’t heard in years played on a jukebox in an old music hall.”

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191. “He was like brandy I wanted to drink on a clear summer day, a golden afternoon I wanted to get lost in, an evening over cardboard pizza and lemon pie that was never the same twice.”

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192. “What did it feel like to love someone so much you ached? I thought I’d known once.”

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193. “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.”

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194. “But mostly because he was very handsome, and I was very much attracted to him, and that was the kind of surprise that I did not see coming.”

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195. “His pale eyes were a perfect and cloudy gray, like my favorite autumn days, perfect for dirty chai lattes and chunky scarves.”

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196. “When you’re in love,” I said, remembering all the years with Liam, “the lines sort of blur.”

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

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198. “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.”

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199. “It felt nice to do something for me again. To just be. No to-do lists to keep pushing myself through, no expectations. Just me.”

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200. “There were some songs you made special – songs for first dances, songs for funerals, songs for heartbreak and forgetting. And then there were the songs that made you.”

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