"I Think I Love You" is a major new novel by a writer who understands the female psyche, and observes the male with a wary eye. It's a coming-of-age novel, set in the '70s and the present day, about teen obsession, rites of passage and one girl's infatuation with David Cassidy. It's about love... read more
“The magazines generally had seven pages of things you had wrong with your looks, followed by an article called "Confidence and How to Get It." One day, when we were much older, we might have a laugh about that, but not yet. If our skins were still problematic and subject to uncontrollable eruptions, then so were our hearts; agonizingly tender and so easily hurt."”Petra
Motherhood was like being in a play and only ever having the lines for the scene you were in at any given moment. By the time you figured out how to play the part, the curtain dropped and it was on to the next act.Highlighted by 41 Kindle customers
You chose the kind of friends you wanted because you hoped you could be like them and not like you. To improve your image, you made yourself more stupid and less kind. As the months passed, the trade-off for belonging started to feel too great. The shutting down of some vital part of yourself, just so you could be included on a shopping trip into town, not have to sit on your own at lunch or have someone to walk home with. Now among friends, you were often lonelier than you had been before.Highlighted by 40 Kindle customers
The hierarchy of girls was so much more brutal than that of boys. The boys battled for supremacy out on the pitch and, after, they showered away the harm. The girls played dirtier. For girls, it was never just a game.Highlighted by 39 Kindle customers
It’s so hard for a child to understand her parents’ unhappiness. Mine, if only I’d known it, were infected with the virus of incompatibility. Nobody died from it, but nobody lived, either.Highlighted by 32 Kindle customers
Feeling superior to your rivals was one of the sweetest pleasures of being a fan, and maybe of being female in general.Highlighted by 25 Kindle customers
All of the Cassidy girls have entered the age of grief, that time when life’s losses start to stack up. Few will have been spared. Count yourself lucky if you get to your mid-thirties without knowing death, divorce or other species of grief.Highlighted by 25 Kindle customers
And so we carried on the game, the eternal ping-pong of female friendship, the reassurance that never truly reassures, but we crave it anyway. The game that always ends in a score draw, if you want to keep your friend.Highlighted by 24 Kindle customers
It’s not always easy to recognize the significant moments of your life as you’re living them, but Petra understands this is one of them. To stand in that hall and to realize that neither of her parents will ever answer the phone again. Nor will she ever need to dial their number. Death itself is too big to take in, she already sees that; the loss comes at you instead in an infinite number of small installments that can never be paid off.Highlighted by 23 Kindle customers
At thirteen years of age, I couldn’t imagine the luxury of having a friend you could disagree with.Highlighted by 23 Kindle customers
Too much female energy goes into getting smaller instead of bigger and bolder.Highlighted by 21 Kindle customers
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