Top 280 Ashley Poston Quotes (2026 Update)
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201. “Sometimes the universe deals us fates that make us happy, but sometimes it simply deals us fates that make us.”

— Ashley Poston

202. “This kind of magic is heartache, I warned myself, but it didn’t matter, because a soft, almost dead part of my heart that had bloomed every summer with adventure and wonder whispered back, What do you have to lose?”

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203. “They were words that tucked me into bed at night when I was alone, they were words that played the soundtrack of my heartbeat, the what-ifs, the second-guesses, the nights I sat alone, and wondered, Why not me? Those books were like arms I fell into, armor that protected me from the world when life was hard.”

— Ashley Poston

204. “I loved the woman I met in apartment B4, but I think I love you a little bit more.”

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205. “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

206. “I hated her for leaving, and I loved her for staying as long as she could.”

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207. “We are poetry in motion.”

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208. “What did it feel like to love someone so much you ached?”

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209. “I wanted adventure, like my mom, but I always found excuses not to take them because I was afraid of getting hurt. Like Bilbo in The Hobbit, safe in the burrow of my home where no one but bookish villains and paper cuts could hurt me.”

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210. “The ER was crawling with snot-year-olds last night.”

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211. “This man was made with tweed and argyle, and sewn together with an Oxford comma.”

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212. “I wanted it to be me, but there was an itch under my skin that was growing by the day. A feeling like I was in a box too small, a collar too tight. And I was afraid of it, because I’d spent so long trying to find somewhere permanent to stay.”

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213. “And like a painter, he explored every part of my body. Like a writer, he muttered manifestos to my elbows, my knees, my ankles. Like a gardener, he planted kisses on my stomach and under my chin, in all the places that the world told me I shouldn’t love. And if there was love in my eyes, he was a poet, too.”

— Ashley Poston

214. “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?”

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215. “It wasn’t the end that mattered, but every word leading up to it.”

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216. “If you spend your entire life comparing everything to the best thing you ever made, then you aren’t gonna find joy in any of it. You’ll just be unhappy that they aren’t like the original thing, you know?”

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217. “And the summer hummed on, humid and clear, without a cloud in the sky, and the fireflies lit on the edges of too-tall blades of grass, and so, so quietly, the wind that sighed through the trees sounded like the turn of a page.”

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218. “You should cry as much as you want. It’s not a bad thing. It never is. Grief is just a love song in reverse.”

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219. “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. And eventually, you’ll pick yourself back up and you’ll find that you’re okay. That you’re going to be okay. And eventually, it will be true.”

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220. “If you loved something – someone – sometimes you had to let them go. And if they loved you, too, they’d come back. Love – true love – always came back.”

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221. “The things that left never stayed gone for good – not really. The things that mattered always returned. Just maybe not in the way you expected.”

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222. “And we swore that when it was our time turn to chase our happy endings, we’d do it together. But that was before all the heartbreak, all the broken promises, because life never panned out like a romance novel, no matter how well plotted and meticulously planned.”

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

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224. “This scene would go in the section of the travel guide labeled “Scenic Spots” because I wouldn’t get tired of looking at his face for years – decades. I wanted to watch it age, I wanted to see what kind of wrinkles knitted into his smiles.”

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225. “A book is a time capsule. No matter how much I change, or will change, or will learn, this book will be stagnant. It’ll exist here, forever unchanged, along with the pieces of me that I put into the pages.”

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226. “It’s weird, I didn’t think some of my best friends would be strangers on the internet, but here we are. My mom doesn’t quite get it, but she understands enough. She said once you find the good ones, you keep them around no matter what.”

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227. “Because this story was good, and it was sweet. And it was home.”

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

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229. “How do I forgive my past self for all the futures I didn’t become? I don’t know.”

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230. “Sometimes the people you loved left you halfway through a story. Sometimes they left you without a goodbye.”

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231. “Life wasn’t about the ending. It was about everything else.”

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232. “Sometimes, a book can change your life.”

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233. “And who decides on what dues you need to pay? If you want something, you have to go for it. No one else will be more on your side than you.”

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234. “They have character. Though, I’ve yet to meet a bookstore that doesn’t.”

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235. “Grief is just a love song in reverse.”

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236. “She had this far-off look in her eyes. “I thought I could find her, that it would be easy – that it would be like seeing someone you once knew on a crowded sidewalk, and your eyes meet, and time stands still. But time never stands still,” she added bitterly. “A lot can happen in seven years.”

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237. “I argued, often, that once a book was done, once it was written and published and sent out into the world, it was no longer yours. It turned into ours – together. You, telling the story, and us, interpreting it.”

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238. “No, love wasn’t a trap, something you had to crawl out of later.”

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239. “I can’t begin to express how much your book helped me. I could open it and get lost in your words, and in those moments, it felt like everything would be okay. So, thank you for giving me words when I didn’t think there were any left. I hope you never stop giving the world your words.”

— Ashley Poston

240. “That’s why I kept searching for it, heartbreak after heartbreak. it wasn’t because I needed to find out that love existed – of course, it did – but it was the hope that I’d find it.”

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241. “That was her mantra. “You see it, you reach for it.”

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242. “You can just dance, Lemon. You can take the lead.” “And you’ll follow?” “To the moon and back,” he replied, and I leaned forward, my hands pressed against his hard chest, and kissed him again.”

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243. “See, darling? she would say. You can plan everything in your life, and you’ll still be taken by surprise.”

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244. “Mom once asked how she could forgive her past self for all the futures she didn’t become, and I wasn’t sure I knew that answer then, but I did now. There was nothing to forgive. Because my mom lived in the moment, wide and full and loud, and she danced in the rain and she sang her favorite songs at the top of her lungs, and she was here – in a place regret couldn’t touch.”

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245. “The sadness will last forever. It wasn’t a lie. There was sadness, and there was despair, and there was pain – but there was also laughter, and joy, and relief. There was never grief without love or love without grief, and I chose to think that my aunt lived because of them.”

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246. “Love was a bunch of small things that added up to bigger things.”

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247. “When was the last time you did something for the first time?” he asked, as if daring me.”

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248. “I began to realize my life wasn’t stopping, either. It would go on regardless of whether I burrowed my head in the sand and stayed stock-still.”

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249. “She said that the people who die never really leave. That we carry them with every breath we take, until the wind itself is gone.”

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250. “That worth wasn’t dependent on someone else’s love for you, or your usefulness, or what you could do for them.”

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