Everything, Everything by Nicola Yoon

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My disease is as rare as it is famous. Basically, I’m allergic to the world. I don’t leave my house, have not left my house in seventeen years. The only people I ever see are my mom and my nurse, Carla.

But then one day, a moving truck arrives next door. I look out my window, and I see him. He’s tall, lean and wearing all black—black T-shirt, black jeans, black sneakers, and a black knit cap that covers his hair completely. He catches me looking and stares at me. I stare right back. His name is Olly.

Maybe we can’t predict the future, but we can predict some things. For example, I am certainly going to fall in love with Olly. It’s almost certainly going to be a disaster.

-Synopsis from Goodreads

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UNEXPECTED. Sorry. I am not shouting but I seriously didn’t see that one coming.

I read Everything, Everything in one sitting. That’s how I was into this surprising, shocking book. You sneaky, sneaky Ms. Nicola.

How far would parents go to protect their darling little children? Read Everything, Everything to find out.

Will Maddie want to experience love and all that entails at the expense of her own life? Read Everything, Everything to find out.

And here is where I will not explain why Everything, Everything is everything you would want a book to be. Please do yourself (and me) a favor and read Everything, Everything to find out.

And the pretty, pretty artworks to look at is a bonus.

Everything, Everything will be that one book that will be forever imprinted to your heart.

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Everything’s a risk. Not doing anything is a risk. It’s up to you.


But the difference between knowing it and seeing them in person is the difference between dreaming of flying and flight.


Isn’t growing apart a part of growing up?


…her words make me aware that the heart in my chest is a muscle like any other. It can hurt.


Life is a gift. Don’t forget to live it.


They tried to stop me. They said it wasn’t worth my life, but I said that it was my life, and it was up to me to decide what it was worth.


The world is casually cruel.

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Those who want heart. Lots of it.


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