The Lost Girls of Camp Forevermore Quotes

“She turned and pressed her face into his back until his warmth and smell blotted out all thought, until she stopped wondering how long love could be enough, how long it could count as meaning, how long it could structure her days.”
― Kim Fu, The Lost Girls of Camp Forevermore

“Kayla understood this as a fundamental difference between men and women: men could leave, women had to stay.”
― Kim Fu, The Lost Girls of Camp Forevermore

“The lesser entries: Gabe, every unrequited crush, passing infatuation, childhood kiss, anonymous pair of hands. Her life as a series of men. What an absurd way to mark the time.”
― Kim Fu, The Lost Girls of Camp Forevermore

“The adults looked transfixed by Andee. When Andee finally swam a little closer, Siobhan could see why: the determined set of her mouth, the ferocity in her eyes. How much she wanted to finish. She would finish, no matter what. It would be cruel to stop her. And more to the point, if they ever were stranded in the ocean, Andee—who had been in the water for what felt like an eternity—would be the last to go down.”
― Kim Fu, The Lost Girls of Camp Forevermore

“He noted the passage of time with such quiet wonder that Isabel felt it slipping away. She felt herself age, she felt the regrets she didn’t yet have.”
― Kim Fu, The Lost Girls of Camp Forevermore

“It just seems sad,' she said, 'that you spend all your time doing something you hate, so you can spend a couple hours doing something you actually like.”
― Kim Fu, The Lost Girls Of Camp Forevermore

“Siobhan wanted to be more like the heroines of the books she liked, about girl detectives and girl adventurers: tomboyish, scrappy, and resourceful, able to outsmart adults and survive without them, her body sun-brown and waiflike. She was, instead, a freckled, blue-eyed redhead, pale and dense as a block of shortening, who wasn’t allowed to use the stove.”
― Kim Fu, The Lost Girls of Camp Forevermore

“Even on that first, clear afternoon, the dark earth between the gravel paths and the deep green of towering pine, fir, and spruce trees contained the memory of recent snow and rain. The ocean at the far end of the camp was the color of slate.

Everything Siobhan was wearing was brand new: a black fleece she’d chosen for its silver heart-shaped zipper pull, her first pair of hiking boots, even her underwear. She felt a thrilling, terrifying dissolution of self. She was far from her parents, her classmates, anyone who had ever known here. She was curious to find out who she would be.”
― Kim Fu, The Lost Girls of Camp Forevermore

“Be brave, Sisters! That's what Forevermore is all about!”
― Kim Fu, The Lost Girls of Camp Forevermore

“She felt muted rather than buoyed by the other congregants. Her voice would disappear and she would mouth along without realizing”
― Kim Fu, The Lost Girls of Camp Forevermore