Top 500 Jenny Han Quotes (2024 Update)
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251. “You keep your summer house and your summer boys all to yourself and you don’t want to share anything with me. We finally get to spend a whole summer together and you don’t even care! All you care about is being in Cousins, with them.”

— Jenny Han

252. “He groans. “You’ve gotta give me something here, Lara Jean. I have a reputation to uphold. None of my friends will believe I suddenly turned into a monk to date you.”

— Jenny Han

253. “Pack light and figure the rest out as you go.”

— Jenny Han

254. “Son las imperfecciones las que hacen las cosas hermosas.”

— Jenny Han

255. “She wanted letters. Real letters written in his handwriting on actual paper that she could hold and keep and read whenever the mood struck her. They were proof, solid and tangible, that someone was thinking about her.”

— Jenny Han

256. “You’re the milk to my shake.”

— Jenny Han

257. “Anyone looking at her would think she was fine. Because Margot is always fine, even when she’s not.”

— Jenny Han

258. “I like the way he looks at me, like I am a wood nymph that he happened upon one day and just had to take home to keep.”

— Jenny Han

259. “Just like that, it was over. It was over before I even had a chance.”

— Jenny Han

260. “I want it all, and to have it all, you have to risk it all.”

— Jenny Han

261. “And now I just want to not exist.”

— Jenny Han

262. “The thing is, you get used to it. Before you even realise it’s happening, you get used to things being different...”

— Jenny Han

263. “The only person I wanted was Susannah. She was the only one.”

— Jenny Han

264. “You know how I know she’s your most important person? You pick her every time.”

— Jenny Han

265. “It doesn’t work like that. You don’t just pick your song. The song picks you. Like the Sorting Hat.”

— Jenny Han

266. “It’s funny how much of your childhood is about proximity.”

— Jenny Han

267. “Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you.” “Does it hurt?” asked the Rabbit. “Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.” – MARGERY WILLIAMS.”

— Jenny Han

268. “I just let people believe what they please. I don’t feel like it’s my responsibility to quantify myself for them.”

— Jenny Han

269. “Sin ti, las emociones de hoy serian incrustaciones del ayer.”

— Jenny Han

270. “You can’t put being in love on a scale. Either you are or you aren’t.”

— Jenny Han

271. “For the briefest of moments his eyes search mine, and I know he’s looking for reassurance. That’s when I put my arms around him and hug him tight to me, tight enough that he knows I’m here; I won’t let go.”

— Jenny Han

272. “I’ve got my Motown girl-group music playing, and my supplies are laid out all around me in a semicircle. My heart hole punch, pages and pages of scrapbook paper, pictures I’ve cut out of magazines, glue gun, my tape dispenser with all my different colored washi tapes. Souvenirs like the playbill from when we saw Wicked in New York, receipts, pictures. Ribbon, buttons, stickers, charms. A good scrapbook has texture. It’s thick and chunky and doesn’t close all the way.”

— Jenny Han

273. “I don’t want to forget any of this. The way he’s looking at me at this very moment. How, when he kisses me, I still get shivers down my back, every time. I want to hold on to everything so tight.”

— Jenny Han

274. “I don’t like taking my eyes away from what’s happening right in front of me, not for a second.”

— Jenny Han

275. “I’ve never gotten a love letter before. But reading these notes like this, one after the other it feels like I have.”

— Jenny Han

276. “I’ve heard people say that the more you like someone, the more you think they are beautiful even if you didn’t think so in the beginning.”

— Jenny Han

277. “You decide who, how far, and how often, if ever.”

— Jenny Han

278. “This is what Margot was talking about, this double standard. Boys will be boys, but girls are supposed to be careful: of our bodies, of our futures, of all the ways people judge us.”

— Jenny Han

279. “I need peace,” I say, closing my eyes. “I need to replenish myself with peace.”

— Jenny Han

280. “He drives off into the night and I’m still standing there with my fingers to my lips. Peter Kavinsky just kissed me.”

— Jenny Han

281. “God, I don’t know! Quit interrogating me, Peter.”

— Jenny Han

282. “I’m clenching my fists so tight my fingernails leave red crescent moons on my skin. I feel a surge, a heat roar up inside me. As bad as I’m hurting now, he’ll hurt ten times worse. That’s the only thing that keeps me going.”

— Jenny Han

283. “You’ll just do what you did before he was your boyfriend,” Alicia says. “You’ll go about your day, and you will miss him at first, but over time it will ease. It will lessen.” She reaches out, touches her papery hand to my cheek. A smile plays at her lips. “All you need is time, and you, little one, have all the time in the world.”

— Jenny Han

284. “Peter. Peter Kavinsky.” Even saying his name is a remembered pleasure, something to savor, like a piece of chocolate dissolving on my tongue.”

— Jenny Han

285. “But I don’t think people change at the core. They are who they are.”

— Jenny Han

286. “But that’s just inscapable, right? When you lose someone and it still hurts, that’s when you know the love was real.”

— Jenny Han

287. “Love. He said “love.” I feel dizzy. I am a girl who is loved, by a boy, and not just her sisters and father and dog.”

— Jenny Han

288. “Lara Jean, why do you have to remember every little thing? It’s not healthy.”

— Jenny Han

289. “Oh, I used to lie all the time as a kid.” I didn’t think of it as lying, though. I thought of it as playing make-believe. I told Kitty she was adopted and her real family was in a traveling circus. It’s why she took up gymnastics.”

— Jenny Han

290. “People will love you or hate you for being different, but who’s to say which way it’ll go? You never know. It’s completely arbitrary.”

— Jenny Han

291. “Aching familiar in a way that made me wish I was still eight. Eight was before death or divorce or heartbreak. Eight was just eight. Hot dogs and peanut butter, mosquito bites and splinters, bikes and boogie boards. Tangled hair, sunburned shoulders, Judy Blume, in bed by nine thirty.”

— Jenny Han

292. “That’s life. Things don’t always work out.”

— Jenny Han

293. “One day soon you’ll be in the world, and you’ll have so many options you won’t know what to do with them. Everyone will fall in love with you, because you’re so beautiful and so charming, and you’ll look back on high school as such a tiny blip.”

— Jenny Han

294. “I pat her on the head. “Oh, naive little Kitten. Dear, foolish girl. This cookie is worth all this and more. Sit or you will not partake.”

— Jenny Han

295. “Stormy taught me that love is about making brave choices every day. That’s what Stormy did. She always picked love; she always picked adventure. To her they were one and the same. And now she’s off on a new adventure, and we wish her well.”

— Jenny Han

296. “Although I’m tired, and it feels like years since I had a good night’s rest, I can’t bring myself to fall asleep. It’s like I’ve forgotten how.”

— Jenny Han

297. “The thought of Peter and John Ambrose McClaren in the same space together again is discomforting. Where would I even look?”

— Jenny Han

298. “You don’t deserve him,” she spits out. I.”

— Jenny Han

299. “He looks at you a lot. When you’re not paying attention. He looks at you, to see if you’re having a good time.”

— Jenny Han

300. “Peter is loyal to her first, me second. It’s first Genevieve, then me. That is the deal. That’s always been the deal. And I’m sick of it.”

— Jenny Han