Top 400 Becky Albertalli Quotes (2025 Update)
Page 6 of 9

251. “Hudson me ha preguntado por mi final perfecto. Pero, en vez de eso, voy a centrarme en el comienzo. En volver a repetir el comienzo, para ser precisos.”

— Becky Albertalli

252. “My limbs feel really heavy. I kind of want to go home and crawl into bed with my iPod. But the curtains start to open. And I keep moving forward.”

— Becky Albertalli

253. “That has to be the best part of being in love – the feeling of having a home in someone else’s brain.”

— Becky Albertalli

254. “I walk in just as the bell is ringing, and I’m in a serious daze. It’s lucky that my hands seem to know my locker combination, because my brain has checked out. People talk to me, and I nod along, but absolutely nothing penetrates.”

— Becky Albertalli

255. “I spend all of Sunday in my room switching between the Smiths and Kid Cudi at top volume, and I don’t even care if that’s too random for my parents.”

— Becky Albertalli

256. “I’ve always thought that was such an intimate thing to do: touching the screen of another person’s phone.”

— Becky Albertalli

257. “It’s that girlfriend feeling again, not that I’ve ever been anyone’s girlfriend. But I imagine it feels like this. Like I’m this tiny precious wanted thing. I can’t decide if I feel gross about that, or if I only think I should feel gross about it.”

— Becky Albertalli

258. “It’s weird how it’s easier to trust Arthur than it is to trust people I’ve known way longer. Like Dylan and Hudson and Harriett. My parents. It’s not even that it’s kind of low-risk because I’m not sure Arthur will even be in my life – it’s more that I’m counting on knowing him for a long time and I want him to know the real me as soon as possible.”

— Becky Albertalli

259. “Also, you’re wearing a shirt,” says Nick. “Noooo. No. It’s not to wear,” I say. “Then what’s it for?” asks Abby. “I can’t wear it,” I explain. “That would be weird. I have to have it under my pillow.” “Because that’s not weird,” says Nick.”

— Becky Albertalli

260. “We’re given a hero’s welcome by the dogs as soon as we walk through the door. Charles and Camilla, pupper and doggo, respectively.”

— Becky Albertalli

261. “I blush and swoon and am essentially the heroine of a romance novel. Except with 100 percent less kissing.”

— Becky Albertalli

262. “They get so curious. It’s like they have this idea of me, and whenever I step outside of that, it blows their minds. There’s something so embarrassing about that in a way I can’t even describe.”

— Becky Albertalli

263. “My heart is beating wild, which wasn’t the case when we first met. It should’ve been love at first sight like all the great stories, but I wasn’t ready yet. And that’s okay. We still got somewhere great. The worst story would’ve been never finding each other again, or never meeting in the first place.”

— Becky Albertalli

264. “Onstage, it’s one girl after another. All in short dresses. All singing songs by Adele.”

— Becky Albertalli

265. “If there’s one thing I hate, it’s apologies. I don’t like getting them. I really don’t like making them.”

— Becky Albertalli

266. “A lot of the time, I can’t believe that was me.”

— Becky Albertalli

267. “How do I know it’s not a fluke? What if I only ever fall for one girl?” “Then you’re bi.” She pats my arm. “What if I’m talking myself into it?” “Not a thing – ” “Okay, but what if the girl I like is kind of – I don’t know – boyish?” “Is she a boy?” Edith asks. “No.” “Sounds pretty bi.”

— Becky Albertalli

268. “Then he smiles and I smile. And then I blush and he lowers his eyes, and it’s like this entire pantomime of nervous gestures.”

— Becky Albertalli

269. “She’s also the kind of person who pretends to ask a question just to show off what she already knows.”

— Becky Albertalli

270. “Sure. Unless you like nerdy gay wonderland better.”

— Becky Albertalli

271. “And maybe this is the do-over I needed all along.”

— Becky Albertalli

272. “It’s hard to feel casual about a text that’s gone through three rounds of revisions. I might as well write the final version out in calligraphy. Or engrave it. Tattoo it on my butt cheek.”

— Becky Albertalli

273. “Once, Andy looked at Noah, apropos of nothing, and asked, “Are straight boys okay? Do they need help?” The age-old question.”

— Becky Albertalli

274. “I want you to let things be imperfect.”

— Becky Albertalli

275. “You’re obviously looking for someone. Your eyes are everywhere.”

— Becky Albertalli

276. “Flirty touches and first kisses and hearts that turn out to be wrong.”

— Becky Albertalli

277. “It’s that New York feeling, like they talk about in musicals – that wide-open, top-volume, Technicolor joy.”

— Becky Albertalli

278. “I have that same weird prickle I had stepping out of that meeting. Like everything I say or think or feel is an overreaction.”

— Becky Albertalli

279. “Waking up every day and deciding not to give up.”

— Becky Albertalli

280. “Wonder Woman and a gay dementor. It doesn’t bode well for the survival of the species.”

— Becky Albertalli

281. “It makes me cringe to admit this, but I want the whole prom thing. The dress, the limo, all of it. It actually hurts, imagining prom happening without me. Me, alone in my pajamas, spending the whole night trolling Instagram and Snapchat. Watching everything unfold virtually. Seeing once and for all how little I’m missed.”

— Becky Albertalli

282. “You like it?” I almost sputter. Abby likes Harry Potter. That’s like saying Mr. Rogers was nice. Reece King is decent-looking. You can’t just like Harry Potter. You have to be balls-out obsessed with it.”

— Becky Albertalli

283. “Do I want to love him enough that leaving him would wreck me? Yeah.”

— Becky Albertalli

284. “I don’t even know how to respond to that. Like, I’m in an actual band, Wells. I’m not saying we’re the Beatles, but we’re not exactly honking our way through “Hot Cross Buns” in the school auditorium.”

— Becky Albertalli

285. “And we kiss,” Matt says softly. Suddenly his lips are on mine.”

— Becky Albertalli

286. “Poop is funny, right?”

— Becky Albertalli

287. “Ya me he hartado de tener miedo. Me he hartado de vivir en un mundo en el que no puedo ser lo que soy.”

— Becky Albertalli

288. “It’s so easy to imagine how we’ll retell this moment. Our first kiss. The lights went out. We held hands. Used our phones. Even as it’s happening, it’s like it already happened. That same preemptive nostalgia feeling. Like it’s a story we’ll tell in some not-so-distant future.”

— Becky Albertalli

289. “I feel antsy and strange – like I’m bothered by something, but I can’t remember what. It’s like a tiny pinprick in the back of my mind.”

— Becky Albertalli

290. “Why is straight the default? Everyone should have to declare one way or another, and it shouldn’t be this big awkward thing whether you’re straight, gay, bi, or whatever. I’m just saying.”

— Becky Albertalli

291. “But I know what it’s like to be not good enough, in some bone-deep fundamental way.”

— Becky Albertalli

292. “And suddenly, I feel like crying, but not in a bad way. More like in the way you feel when someone gives you a perfect present – something you’d been wanting, but thought you couldn’t ask for. It’s that feeling of someone knowing you in all the ways you needed to be known.”

— Becky Albertalli

293. “I feel like a campfire, like I could burn for days.”

— Becky Albertalli

294. “Stuffing my face with fun-size Kit Kats. Which, for the record, are way less fun than full-size Kit Kats.”

— Becky Albertalli

295. “I want to know the real world better. Not just the ones I make up or the ones I play with on Sims. But right now I just feel lonely and unwanted in the real world.”

— Becky Albertalli

296. “An actual date with a boy. This is possibly, definitely the number one best thing that’s ever happened to me. And I have no chill about it. None whatsoever.”

— Becky Albertalli

297. “And it’s the end of the world and the beginning of the world and we’re seventeen. It’s an awesome thing.”

— Becky Albertalli

298. “There’s nothing quite like the futility of being seventeen in an election year.”

— Becky Albertalli

299. “But I’m not talking about the world righting itself. I’m talking about us righting the world.”

— Becky Albertalli

300. “Maybe it would be different if we lived in New York, but I don’t know how to be gay in Georgia.”

— Becky Albertalli