Top 500 Emily Henry Quotes (2024 Update)
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351. “I wanted to be special, Harriet,” he says. “And since I wasn’t, I settled for trying to make everyone love me. I know how ridiculous that sounds, but it’s true. I spent my whole life chasing things and people who could make me feel like I mattered.”

— Emily Henry

352. “Maybe he thought someone had to bear witness to the dark, or maybe he hoped that if he stared into the pitch-black long enough, his eyes would adjust and he’d see answers hiding in it.”

— Emily Henry

353. “Stephens, if you’re the villain in someone else’s love story, then I’m the devil.”

— Emily Henry

354. “I spent all last summer thinking I’d never be happy again, and now, a year later, I still feel sick and worried and angry, but at moments, I’m also happy.”

— Emily Henry

355. “As different as I’d thought we were, it felt a little bit like Gus and I were two aliens who’d stumbled into each other on Earth only to discover we shared a native language.”

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356. “Like he can’t fathom that all my love for him didn’t just vanish, the way his did for me. That it had to go somewhere, and funneling it into anger is how I’ve managed to make it through these last two days.”

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357. “It doesn’t matter how busy life’s been, how long the live of us have gone without seeing one another: meeting at the cottage is like pulling on a favorite sweatshirt, worn to perfection. Time doesn’t move the same way when we’re there.”

— Emily Henry

358. “You’re home to me, Alex. And I think I’m that for you too.”

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359. “It’s one thing to accept that the person I love most is fundamentally unknowable to me; it’s another to accept that she doesn’t quite see me either. She doesn’t trust me, not enough to share what’s going on, not enough to lean on me or let me comfort her.”

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360. “The ship of her disappointment in me set sail a long time ago. I’d have to do something WAY sluttier to let her down now. When she finds your stash of Bigfoot erotica under your race car bed, maybe the ship will circle back.”

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361. “I’m happy, so happy to be a tiny fleck of a thing alongside you. We may just be moments, June, but to love a handful of people very well, that’s a good life. I was just a blip, a spark, the blink of God’s eyes. Because of you, it was more than enough. It was everything.”

— Emily Henry

362. “I rarely said his name, though. It felt too much like an incantation. As if it would light me up from the inside, and he’d see how much I wanted him, how all day long my mind caught on him like a scar in a record. How, without even trying, I knew exactly where he was at all times, could likely cover my eyes, get spun around, and still point to him on the first try.”

— Emily Henry

363. “Where his thigh not quite touches mine, it feels like a piping hot knife held against butter.”

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364. “The world’s always going to need surgeons, but it’s going to need bowls too. Forget what you think anyone else wants. What do you want?”

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365. “I’m afraid of loving you for our entire lives, and then having to say goodbye.”

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366. “Another “universal truth” Austen could’ve started Pride and Prejudice with: When you tell yourself not to think about something, it will be all that you can think about.”

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367. “Nine pages, about a boy who was born with a pair of wings. All his life, people tell him that this means he should try to fly. He’s afraid to. When he finally does, jumps off a two-story roof, he falls. He breaks his legs and wings. He never gets them reset. As he recovers, the bone heals in its misshapen form. Finally, people stop telling him that he must’ve been born to fly. Finally, he’s happy.”

— Emily Henry

368. “That is what I’m looking for every time I flip to the back of a book, compulsively checking for proof that in a life where so many things have gone wrong, there can be beauty too. That there is always hope, no matter what.”

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369. “The lake froze so far out that we could even walk on it past the lighthouse where my father had once ridden his tricycle into. And what was more, the water froze so high and the snow piled on top of it such that we could walk right up to the top of the lighthouse, stand on it like it was part of some lost civilization underneath us, Gus’s arm hooked around my neck as he hummed, It’s June in January, because I’m in love.”

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370. “I used to write these notes in a kind of panic, like every experience I hoped to someday have was a living thing growing in my body, stretching branches out to push on my insides, demanding to break out of me.”

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371. “You have the red splotches, Nora,” he teases, drawing his lips over my throat. “Are you mad at me?”

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372. “Halfway through the tour, we skip out and go to Cafe Lalo instead, determined to sit just where Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks did in You’ve Got Mail.”

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373. “Wonder how I could ever stop feeling lonely when no one could ever know me all the way. When I could never peer into someone else’s brain and see it all.”

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374. “We are young, Harry. We’ll always be young. It’s a state of mind.”

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375. “Mom’s first diagnosis taught me that love was an escape rope. But it was her second diagnosis that taught me love could be a life vest when you were drowning.”

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376. “I watched my friends in relationships compromise after compromise, shrinking into themselves until they were nothing but a piece of a whole, until all their stories came from the past, and their career aspirations, their friends, and their apartments were replaced by our aspirations, our friends, our apartment. Half lives that could be taken from them without any warning.”

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377. “How are you supposed to believe right’s right and wrong’s wrong if everyone around you says the opposite?”

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378. “A faint smile flickered across his lips, then fell as he thought. ′ I don’t think I’ve ever loved the world like you do. I remember being afraid of it. And then angry with it. And then just – deciding not to feel too strongly about it.”

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379. “I had standards and a life, and I wasn’t about to let some man destroy it like it was merely the paper banner he was meant to crash through as he entered the field.”

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380. “All year I’ve felt like I had to be on my best behavior, like I was auditioning for new friendships, new identities, a new life.”

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381. “His gruff laugh was mostly lost in the wing, but I heard enough of it to make my cheeks go warm.”

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382. “Sometimes – sometimes good, or at least decent, people do bad things. And sometimes they actually believe they’re doing what’s right.”

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383. “He leans in again, his hand catching my chin, his thumb landing squarely on the divot at the corner of my lips. My breath catches. His voice is low and raspy: “Liar.”

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384. “I fought a smile, stifled a flutter in my stomach. A smile and a flutter weren’t enough for me. I was done with secrets and lies, no matter how pretty.”

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385. “For a few moments, we just smile at each other. It’s the least awkward extended eye contact of my life. It feels like we’ve both signed on for the same activity, and this is it: existing, at each other.”

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386. “More than once, I thought miserably. Something real, even if a little misshapen.”

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387. “This book, this job, this trip, this never-ending, days-spanning conversation. I want to make it all last, and I need to know how it ends. I want to finish it, and I need it to go on forever.”

— Emily Henry

388. “Our water taxi driver is named Buck, and he’s not much older than us, with a tangle of sun-bleached yellow hair sticking out from under his mesh-backed hat. He’s handsome in an utterly filthy way, with that specifically beachy kind of body odor mixed with patchouli. It should be repulsive, but he makes it work.”

— Emily Henry

389. “This is what I want for the rest of my life. To see new places. To meet new people. To try new things. I don’t feel lost or out of place here. There’s no Linfield to escape or long, boring classes to dread going back to. I’m anchored only in this moment.”

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390. “It’s a good day”, Gus said. Sometimes he said that, usually when we were in the middle of something mundane, like loading the dishwasher or dustin gth efront room oh his huse in our nasty cleaning clothes.”

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391. “For the next week, life will be crisp white wine, creamy lobster rolls, and laughing with my friends until tears stream down our cheeks.”

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392. “It was just another good day. A perfect day. A Happy for Now so vast and deep that I knew – or rather believed – I didn’t have to worry about tomorrow.”

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393. “He made the world open up around me, like there were colors I’d never seen, new levels of happiness I couldn’t have imagined.”

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394. “His laugh makes his eyes flash again. They look more pale green than grey now, like water under fog rather than the fog itself.”

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395. “Not every decision a woman makes is some grand indictment on other women’s lives.”

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396. “Happy for now.” I tasted the words, rolled them over the back of my tongue like wine. The only promise you ever had in life was the one moment you were living. And I was. Happy for now.”

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397. “And other times, we’d sit in silence, not quite together but definitely not alone.”

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398. “For a decade, I’ve known I will never again have everything, and so all I’ve wanted is to believe that, someday, again, I’ll have enough.”

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399. “Somehow, I survived, tender human heart intact.”

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400. “I could plot all day, but it didn’t matter if I didn’t fall into the story headfirst, if the story itself didn’t spin like a cyclone, pulling me wholly into itself. That was what I’d always loved about reading, what had driven me to write in the first place. That feeling that a new world was being spun like a spiderweb around you and you couldn’t move until the whole thing had revealed itself to you.”

— Emily Henry