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329 pages, Hardcover
First published April 12, 2016
“Standing in the doorway of the classroom, looking directly at me, is Max.
My Max.
My Max of my dreams.”
"Love is a dream, then you wake up”
“Our dreams are the one thing we share that nobody else can touch, And now we're going to lose it, and I am terrified.”
“It surprises me, how a small gesture can feel so very big. How sometimes you don't realize the nervousness or sadness you were holding deep inside until the touch of someone you love lets it all out of you, like your entire body is exhaling.”
“I can’t lose you,” he says for a third time, in a whisper. And I take his face in my hands and push his hair behind his ears, as I stroke his jaw with my fingers.
“You will never lose me,” I say. “I’m right here.”
Love is a dream, then you wake up.
“It surprises me, how a small gesture can feel so very big. How sometimes you don't realize the nervousness or sadness you were holding deep inside until the touch of someone you love lets it all out of you, like your entire body is exhaling.”
“Love is a dream, then you wake up.”
"You prefer things when they are stranger and prettier than everyday life. But that means you also make every moment of my life dreamier. More exciting and unexpected."
“Don’t fall asleep,” he pleads. “We haven’t had enough time.”Don't get me wrong though, Dreamology is a book of never ending cute moments, but that just wasn't enough. Well, it actually could've been enough had there not been .
High Expectations + A Book with My Pet Peeves = Utter Disappointment.
“Why? What happened on the balloon?” I ask, pretending to be confused.
“Oh, you don’t remember?” Max says, playing along. “Would it help if I reminded you?”
“It’s not just helpful, it’s important,” I say, pointing a finger at him. “Crucial to research as a matter of fa—” But I don’t even get to finish my sentence, because Max is already kissing me.”
"And unfortunately, I have to be aware of the fact that Max Wolfe exists in the world. And, unfortunately, nobody else stands a chance."
“I can’t lose you,” he says for a third time, in a whisper. And I take his face in my hands and push his hair behind his ears, as I stroke his jaw with my fingers.
“You will never lose me,” I say. “I’m right here.”