Top 180 Jessa Hastings Quotes (2026 Update)
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151. “This is a terrible part of loving someone, isn’t it? That they become your heart that lives outside of your body and they exist in the world, and the world we live in tries to beat everyone and everything down, and today it picked him, and it’s working.”

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152. “He laughs and pushes some hair behind my ears, looking at me in a way that, if I didn’t know it was fake, might have made my heart go funny but my heart is just fine, thanks. Maybe just a murmur.”

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153. “Not a day has gone by since I met you where I’ve not loved you.”

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154. “I have loved too many boys and maybe I’ve made too many boys love me.”

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155. “To death and for free.”

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156. “I miss you, I blink in Morse code. I still love you, say the turned-down edges of his perfect mouth.”

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157. “He’s the song no parent ever loved me enough to sing.”

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158. “If BJ’s water to me, Tom is wine. I don’t need him to survive, but I love him anyway; he tastes good, makes me feel better, makes me feel braver.”

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159. “ADHD is crazy, actually. My brain, how fast it moves at any given moment – that the hyperactivity, it’s not me bouncing off walls, it’s a thousand thoughts each minute bouncing off the walls in my head.”

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160. “He laughs from the back of his throat and I love it when he laughs at the things I say, I want to make him laugh forever but I can’t because he broke forever and still I fight the urge to kiss him anyway.”

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161. “He lets out my favourite laugh that feels like a cup of tea on a rainy day, and his face looks the kind of happy I always want it to with a smile that touches his eyes.”

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162. “Keep a secret long enough and it keeps you.”

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163. “If you’re lucky, you might get a great one, and I know I’m the luckiest, because I got two.”

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164. “There are all sorts of loves in this world, not all of them, but most of them are beautiful.”

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165. “I wonder if he looks a little bit sad. And the thought rattles through my mind only for a second, but I wonder whether perhaps I’ve had more loves than I knew of in this lifetime.”

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166. “This is what loving him does to me. It ruins me. Makes me stupid, makes my body act like it’s broken.”

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167. “You mustn’t believe everything you read online but you can believe this: once upon a time, BJ Ballentine was the love of my life. He isn’t anymore. And right now, that’s all you need to know.”

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168. “But I don’t like it. I don’t like the idea that we’re born bad because if we’re all born sinners, I don’t know if we can ever really wash ourselves clean.”

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169. “Wherever she is, it’s good. I know it is.” “How?” I ask. He shrugs like it’s easy. “Because she’s there.”

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170. “What do I have to show for this life? Her. It’s her. Loving her.”

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171. “He’s been processing that one for a while. Glad it finally worked its way into an actual conversation.” She whacks my arm merrily. “Well done, you two.”

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172. “How he was my teacher and my partner in so many key life areas. My best friend and my family and my pillow and my quilt. Each of them are like bricks laid in the house I built to love him, but the point is really that house I built isn’t a monument to a love I used to have. It’s a house I want to live inside of still.”

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173. “And then my eyes fall down the trunk to the stone we lay to remember the tiny baby girl we lost that no one even knows we had, and there are magnolias laying there and I know he was here.”

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174. “Try on for size that old adage of if you love someone, let them go. Even if you’ve just got them, which I have, even if you hate how the world feels without them – which I do, I know that now.”

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175. “She’s on the back foot here. All girls are on the back foot when it comes to me and Parks.”

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176. “I rolled my eyes, trying not to smile too much, trying not to mount him on the spot, trying not to melt into loving him accidentally.”

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177. “I’m done waiting for you to be who I thought you were.”

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178. “People read the Bible wrong. It’s a diary of normal people, like us, from thousands of years ago, trying to make sense of the God they’d heard of from their ancestors. They didn’t write it for us to read it now. And I think people read it without the true social or historical context, and they bring their own instead.”

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179. “A love like ours-? Are you joking?” I give her the magic smile. “We’re what the poems are about” -give her a little poke in the ribs- “they’ll write TV shows about how much I love you.”

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180. “Leaving him would always involve pain, an act of violence, like ripping my heart from my own chest, leaving it on a bench somewhere, hoping for the best until I could make it to a hospital and be patched up, but I don’t think you can live too long with your heart outside of your chest.”

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181. “How much I needed him, still needed him, would forever, always, never couldn’t even if I tried, needed him. And I remember being deeply afraid of what my life would be like without him in it.”

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182. “His voice, I remember it sounding like Christmas morning and my birthday and Valentine’s Day and home and I loved him.”

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183. “We watch the film. I watch Parks.”

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184. “She could have lopped off my entire arm and if she looked a bit sad about it, I’d offer her my other one if it’d cheer her up.”

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185. “We’ve walked down this road before, a thousand times, we know it well. It’s dark and shadowy and one of us always emerges with an arm gnawed off or a broken bone or heart.”

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186. “She’s the only home I’ve ever been interested in having. Her body is the walls, heart’s the ceiling. I’ll live here forever.”

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187. “BJ, I love in an unquestionable way. I love BJ like he’s the sun. Blinding, bright, unbridled, unavoidable. He’s the thing that sustains the galaxy of me. He drives the currents of me, he dictates the climates and the seasons. I feel his warmth on my face, and when he’s gone, it’s colder. He is the centre of everything, and the gravity of me is loyal to him above all.”

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188. “And I don’t really think about what I do next, it sort of just happens. I take off my necklace, slip it over her head and onto her. She stares up at me, blinking. “What are you doing?” I shrug. “Yours now.”

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