When I started reading this book, I was a little confused because I forgot that it was not the same book I opened and started reading. I have mistaken the cover, maybe. I shrugged off my mishap and continued reading anyway. At first, I can’t really cope up with the story because I don’t have any background on what I was reading and my mind keeps mistaking the book to the other book. So I gathered all my willpower to concentrate and I eventually found myself enjoying the story, badly wanting to tag along with Bean- oops! Sarah, I mean. And Andrew. Yup.
I got the hang of the book when I started plotting my own revenge to the guy who broke Beanie’s heart, Tucker. I’ve always admired people who are into more complex things. Like, science, math, stars and the horizon, and everything that’s deep within the earth’s surface. It feels refreshing to go on an adventure with a free-spirited girl who imitated other people and ended up finding out who she truly is. She was so used with the things she had done all throughout her existence, not knowing that there are so much more in the world. And this guy (oh so hot), showed her a different world that amazed her. She showed the guy the world she knew and made him fall in love, so deep, unintentionally(?). Twist and turns may had happened, but what’s meant to be, will be.
I love it. I love every word of this book, every page, every part. Well, except, of course, the ‘acknowledgment’. Yup. I totally hate that part. I wanted to continue the book. Like, write my own ending, or continue the love story in my own imagination. But then I realized how I would destroy the magic of the book. I want everyone to understand me when I say how my heart pumped harder when I realized that there is no more next page. That’s the last word you read, I kept telling myself. In order for you to understand me, go on. Grab your copy. Start reading. And get lost in the moon. Hihi!
So, as usual, these are my favorite excerpts from Rebecca Maizel’s Between Us and the Moon.
“The warmth of his body against mine is unfair. He will pull away amd whatever we are now will be an after.”
“You watch the world. I’m not even sure you live in it.”
“You’ve gotta get a stronger backbone or people will walk all over you.”
“I can’t give up now. I’m so close.”
“The world is an equation. I just have to fill in the right factors to find the answers.”
“Scientists need to be objective about their work and honest with themselves about the validity and success of their hypotheses. But maybe I need to be devoid of emotion to be good at what I do. Maybe to excel you need to be callused so your emotions don’t get confused with the results.”
“I love the stars. They’re my whole life.”
“Sometimes just saying good bye isn’t enough.”
“This moment right now, we can never get it back. If we kiss we’ll never be two people who haven’t kissed before. It will be… the after.”
“You can’t control anyone. Experiments, sure. You can change the variables, establish the controls, and record endless results. But humans? Even humans used in experiments are, at best, unreliable. I’m just saying. You can’t make someone do something they don’t want to do. People aren’t puppets. You could have done a variety of things differently, but you couldn’t have controlled the outcome.”
“Sometimes you have to do what’s right, even if it’s not what you love, for a bunch of different reasons.”
“People are damaged sometimes. But you can’t let their damage walk all over you. You gotta be there for them. Help them pick themselves up and brush off the dirt but you’ve got to protect yourself too.”
“If you’re lying to someone you love, well then they aren’t getting the real you. They’re getting a fraction of you.”
“How do we let go?”
“I wonder… I wonder what would happen tomorrow, if all the stars in the sky burned out and the world went dark – would the Lanternfish survive.”
“She scoots closer and hugs me. She doesn’t let go either. Her grip is stronger than I thought. She squeezes and it’s like a tiny fist clenching around me. Something circles my chest. Achole universe – a constellation. The hook, which has been pulling at me, drawing me to the surface, has brought me all the way to the stars.”