Amanda Howells Quotes
“But it was not the note that counted so much as the writing of it.
Just because it wouldn’t last forever out there didn’t mean it hadn’t
existed. that’s why I was there. I was there for a moment. And
because of a string of beautiful moments spent at that very same
place, moments I would keep inside me wherever I went.”
“You can only take steps toward the future you want. It's not guaranteed to be there.
This is why you have to live inside each beautiful or terrible thing as it happens to you because the present may be all you've got. And if there's more ahead then the present is where you can really shape your future.”
“Believing is never a waste of time." Simon looked at me intently his eyes flickering. "Even if you're wrong you could have been right. Take me with my painting I don't know if I'm any good. So maybe I shouldn't try because maybe I'd be setting myself up for disappointment. But it's like you looking for old coins on the beach. Whether you find any or not is for bonus points it's the search that counts. It's the belief that they might be out there.”
“You take your flashlight out on your walks, right?” Simon asked.
“Depends on the moonlight.”
“From now on, take it with you every night. When you’re out
walking this way, you’ll pass the gazebo, where, chances are, I will
“You can signal—say, three times if you want to take a walk with
me. Twice if you want to walk alone. that way I’ll just let you walk
on. It’ll be like a military code. No one gets hurt.”
I laughed. “that’s silly and charming.”
“I try. I can signal back with my cigarette lighter too,” Simon
said, holding up the lighter and firing off three short bursts of
flame. “So, like, if I see you first and I happen to not wish to talk to
you, I can fire off two bursts and block you in your tracks.”
“I've always had a good memory a good head for facts although when something is behind you it changes when you try to capture it in words. The past is slippery that way. I know all about that. And even the present is hard to pin down. You think you know everything that's happening around you. But you can't always see clearly when you're standing right there in the picture.”
“After that, Simon swam naked every night. By the third skinnydipping
session, I secretly peeled off my bikini top while I was in
the water. It was safe. Simon was splashing somewhere ahead of
me. He couldn’t see. It was an amazing feeling. I felt free. Or at least half of me did.
And right then that seemed to "t with the person I felt I was on
Long Island: half-cautious, half-spontaneous, surprising myself
with my random behavior, my sudden moves away from who I
thought I was.
“So how was it, your half skinny dip?” Simon asked as I was
“You were watching me?” I blushed, horrified.
“Just a hunch,” he replied. “Feels good though, right?”
I hit him with the towel.”
“Look. Aren’t they romantic?” Simon said, pointing out two "re!ies
dancing together, their glowing lights making spirals in the dark.
“Not necessarily,” I replied. “there are "re!y species where the
females trick the males into thinking they want to mate, but they
eat them instead.”
“Oh, yeah, I think I know a few of them.” Simon laughed”