Top 280 Ashley Poston Quotes (2026 Update)
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251. “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.”

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252. “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.”

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

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254. “Travel is about the gorgeous feeling of teetering in the unknown.”

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255. “Nothing ever stopped. Nothing was permanent. Att lived and breathed, like love, like friendship. Life- like works of art- was transformative. It persisted. And through them, so did we.”

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256. “If this was a romance novel, we’d kiss. That’s what always happens – the gumptious heroine meets her match in the first chapter. A meet-cute. Something memorable. Remarkable. In old Harlequins, we’d be intimate by page one hundred, and a part of me intimately wanted to know what it felt like to unbutton this stranger’s shirt. To let go of this plot and just fall headfirst into someone else’s.”

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257. “You told a story with each gesture, each sound – every kiss a period, every gasp a comma.”

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258. “Eileen,” Anders said without looking up from his book, “if you keep undressing me with your eyes, I’m going to catch a cold.”

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259. “Liam Henry Black became my entire life, like how a bold wallpaper overtakes a room and all you want to do is find pieces to complement it.”

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260. “My grams used to tell me that love is rare. The real kind.” Gigi pulled her arm through Mitch’s, her face thoughtful and adoring. “It’s not given, it’s not stolen – love is borrowed, she always said. It’s borrowed, and how lucky we are to be afraid of losing it.”

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261. “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.”

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

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263. “Sometimes the dreams you come with aren’t the dreams you leave with, and sometimes you just don’t leave at all.”

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264. “Mom was right – grief was a love song in reverse. The notes were still there, but they sounded a little different.”

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265. “Love was a bunch of small things that added up to bigger things. Love was feeling valued. And accepted. Just the way you were.”

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266. “There once was a town, and I was so certain that it would feel like home if I ever made it there. There once was a town, and it didn’t exist.”

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

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268. “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.”

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269. “He just looked like a loud kind of person, but he was also mesmerizing to watch. He moved through the world with this air of nonchalance – like he didn’t care what anyone else thought. It was infectious.”

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270. “So who could blame me for sinking into books, where I knew the people weren’t real, but they also never disappointed me? I knew everything would work out in the end. I knew happy endings were destined, ever afters fated, and no matter what trials and tribulations and, well, surprise fuckups happened, things would end up okay.”

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271. “And he would never stop missing her, because that was what loss was in the end – breaking of a piece off yourself that you’d never get back.”

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272. “I wish you could see yourself the way the rest of us do. The way I do.”

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273. “Sometimes the stories we need are the ones that can show us a happy ending and make us feel whole and welcome and loved.”

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274. “Because love stories were enough. They were safe. They would never fail me.”

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275. “Love was a bunch of small things that added up to bigger things. Love was feeling valued. And accepted. Just the way you were. It was never feeling too much, or not enough, even though often you were both, because Love loved you anyway. Not in spite of it, but because of it.”

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276. “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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277. “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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278. “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.”

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279. “And he would never stop missing her, because that was what love was in the end-breaking of a piece of of yourself that you’d never get back, There were people who tried to fill that hole with work, and there were people like me who tried to fill it with stories: people filled it with whatever could fit.”

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280. “I think I wanted to fall in love. Madly, truly, deeply. And that scared me the most because, like Bilbo discovered, the heartache was worth the adventure.”

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281. “Maybe, in some stories, the ending didn’t matter as much as the journey. It was a romance, after all. They all had happy endings eventually.”

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282. “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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283. “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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284. “Because even after the people were gone, there were still stories. There were always stories. Other people took the heart of her books, and kept them close, and nurtured them and grew into something new, because nothing could ever stay in stasis. Nothing ever stopped. Nothing was permanent. Art lived and breathed, like love, like friendship. Life – like works of art – was transformative. It persisted. And through them, so did we.”

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

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

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

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289. “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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290. “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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291. “I was broke, and I was alone, and I wished he had found me seven years ago, instead.”

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