It occurred to me that I was going to have to make most of this summer, really make it count, in case there wasn’t another one quite like it. After all, I would be sixteen soon. I was getting older too. Things couldn’t stay the same forever.
“We stood there, looking at each other, saying nothing. But it was the kind of nothing that meant everything.”
Jenny Han, It’s Not Summer Without You
- Agnes: "When did you know you were in love?"
- Conrad: I didn't have an answer to that question. There hadn't been one specific moment. It was like gradually waking up. You go from being asleep to the space between dreaming and awake and then into consciousness. It's a slow process, but when you're awake, there's no mistaking it. There was no mistaking that it had been love.