Eleanor and Park Quotes
You saved me, Eleanor. Even when you didn’t know I needed saving.
She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
If I can’t help it, then what’s the use? Love is always asking too much.
Sometimes, he said, hesitating, people just burst.
For the first time in a long time, she wanted something.
I want to stay alive with you.
She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
All good books have one thing in common, Eeleanor: They are truer than if they had really happened.
Don’t become a passenger, don’t let yourself think through other people’s brains, trust your own instincts.
She was sorry about something else. She wasn’t sorry about what they just did. And she wasn’t sorry that they’d gotten caught.
I just want you to be happy. If that’s with me or with someone else or with nobody. I just want you to be happy.
Just because you like to pretend you’re invisible doesn’t mean no one sees you.
His voice was like being smothered in joy.
Words were different when they lived inside of you.
The way he looked at her made something in her head click.
He liked the way she looked with a lot of mascara on.
You. He said holding his stomach. Are. Squishy.
There was something ugly in Eleanor’s eyes.
Eleanor and Park Quotes part 2
I like your shoes, he said. I mean, they look comfortable.
She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
He was everything she wanted in a boy but nothing she could ever have.
She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
When Eleanor was with Park she felt like she could say anything, or nothing at all.
She guarded herself because no one else would.
He made her feel like more than the sum of her parts.
He never talked about the way she looked.
Sometimes I think my dad is better at being a girl than I am.
You’re breaking up with me?
She’s my wife, you know? You can’t have people like him around.
After all this time, you still make me blush.
Maybe luck had nothing to do with it.
Even if someone saw her, they didn’t really see her.
Just look into his eyes. Just look into his eyes and you’re all right.
I think I love you. No. I meant to say I think I miss you.
I’m a little afraid of life after this.
Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
He stilled his fingertips on the handrest, then brushed the back of her hand with his thumb.
She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
I just can’t believe how lucky I am.
He liked the way she looked with a lot of mascara on.
You act like no one’s going to believe that you’re with me.
I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday.
His voice was like being smothered in joy.
Rainbows didn’t mean anything unless you have something to do under them.
Just because someone likes the same things you do doesn’t make them your soulmate.
Do you know what happens when you miss someone? Your body just rejects it, maybe that’s why you’re so sick.
I forgot to tell you, she said.
He tried not to let Eleanor see him smile.
I don’t want you to see me without my armor.
