Colleen Hoover Quotes

Sometimes not speaking says more than all the words in the world.

It's funny how that works. Sometimes not speaking says more than all the words in the world. Sometimes my silence is saying, I don't know how to speak to you. I don't know what you're thinking. Talk to me. Tell me everything you've ever said. All the words. Starting from your very first one.

Sometimes two people have to fall apart, to realize how much they need to fall back together.

This thing about you that you think is your flaw - it's the reason I'm falling in love with you.

Does he treat you with respect at all times? That's the first question. The second question is, if he is the exact same person twenty years from now that he is today, would you still want to marry him? And finally, does he inspire to be a better person? You find someone you can answer yes to all three, then you've found a good man.

I...will never...regret you.

Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.

Don't take life too seriously. Punch it in the face when it needs a good hit. Laugh at it.

Life happens. Shit happens. And it happens a lot. To a lot of people.

Regret is counterproductive. It's looking back on a past that you can't change. Questioning things as they occur can prevent regret in the future.

Sometimes life doesn't happen in chronological order.

Nothing is permanent. The only thing any of us have in common is the inevitable.

She's absolutely beautiful. Her hope is beautiful. The smile on her face is beautiful. The tears streaming down her cheeks are beautiful.

Her
love
is
beautiful.

Truths are written, never said... Lines are drawn, but then they fade.

It's all worth it. It's the beautiful moments like these that make up for the ugly love.

Every day of my life it feels as if I'm
fighting my way up an escalator that only goes down.
And no matter how fast or how hard I run to try to reach the top, I stay in
the same place, sprinting, getting nowhere.

I rarely feel that any of my paintings ever make it to a finishing point. There's always something else I want to add to them, like a few more brushstrokes or another color. But there comes a point with every painting when I just have to stop and accept it for what it is.

I need someone who is willing to watch me brave the ocean and then dare me not to drown.

I'm pretty sure my addiction to reading has just reached a whole new level.

Will slam poems and I slam doors.