#If You Could See The Sun

[daphnevincent]

if you could see the sun by ann liang

and everything about this moment is so lovely and so fragile in its loveliness that i'm almost afraid to hold it

[typingwithmyhandstied]

Ann Liang 🤝 Holly Black

Alice thinks, "I do hate you. I hate everything about you. I hate you so much that whenever I'm around you, I can barely think straight. I can barely even breathe," on page 134 of If You Could See the Sun by Ann Liang.

In The Cruel Prince by Holly Black, Jude says in her narration, "I hate him so much that sometimes when I look at him I can hardly breathe" (30).

In I Hope This Doesn't Find You, Sadie says, "It's like I've been poisoned. It's like a sickness, and somehow, the cause and cure of it is him" (Liang 281).

Cardan says the following in The Wicked King, "If you're the sickness, I suppose you can't also be the cure" (Black 57).

[abyssmita]

Did I wait 20 chapters for the first kiss? Yes. Did she smash her face into his and bite him accidentally while trying to kiss him? Yes. Am I thoroughly embarassed and currently working up the courage to open the book again? Yes.

[vvalgrace]

when are we going to talk about a shirbert au with basically the dynamic of if you could see the sun by ann liang. academic rivals to lovers where as anne is fully convinced they hate each others guts but gilbert has always been head over heels for her and only sees their competition as a way to get her attention. anne and diana being alice and chanel, soulmates and all. I MEAN there's soo many possibilities i could literally die for someone to make this.

[the-final-sentence]

Top Final Sentences of 2023

He knew that on the day of his death he would see her face and he could hope to carry that beauty into the darkness with him, the last pagan on earth, singing softly upon his pallet in an unknown tongue. Cormac McCarthy, from The Passenger

And there are so many silences to be broken. Audre Lorde, from “The Transformation of Silence into Language and Action”

For Guinevere Tallow, it felt like coming home. Ethan M. Aldridge, from Deephaven

And we laughed and held each other and filled our hearts with the faith that we could always do that, always blow away the clouds that threatened our stars. Andrew Neiderman as V.C. Andrews, from Honey

But as anyone who loves reading and writing quickly learns, both activities allow you to commune with the living and the dead, to listen to the thoughts of those who have come before you and argue, cajole, and sing praise for them in response. Kaitlyn Greenidge, from “Books for a Black Girl’s Soul”

The greatest shame would be to reach the end of our lives and have the epitaph read, ‘They worked really hard.’ Roxane Gay, from “Yes, Your Job Is Important. But It’s Not All Important.”

The sky is gory with stars, like the insides of a gutted night. Julia Armfield, from “Salt Slow”

Sometimes, even in towns built on curses, at least once in a blue moon, things turn out okay. Ryan Douglass, from “Knickknack”

Eventually, if we speak the truth to each other, it will become unavoidable to ourselves. Audre Lorde, from “Eye to Eye: Black Women, Hatred, and Anger”

In the distance, the darkness has started to lift like a veil, the first light of dawn spilling over the Beijing skyline, a promise of all the beautiful and terrible and sun-soaked days to come. Ann Liang, from If You Could See the Sun

[haveyoureadthisbook-poll]

[bookburners]

Alice: I can excuse kidnapping but I draw the line at cheating

Henry: You can excuse kidnapping?

[murasaki-cha]

Ok I finished the main story of If You Could See The Sun by Ann Liang (I loved it!!!)

And now I'm reading the bonus Henry pov chapters and *deep inhale* *immediately starts wheezing* Oh my god this boy is so so much more pathetic than I expected!!🤣🤣🤣

Even he admits that this is masochistic of him I can't-

[two-braincells-in-total]

Alice: *trying to explain why Henry is entitled*

Henry: *happy that his crush told him that he's pretty*

[books-and-strawberry-tea]

Holiday Book Haul✨ This is everything I got. This will be my last haul for a while. I have a lot of physical books to read now. And once I read them all I want to sell some that I didn’t like, or give them away, maybe donate them. There’s a library near me, but I’ve never donated before so I’m going to sus that out for my own knowledge.

꒰ა ˚₊ ✧・┈・╴﹕꒰ ᐢ｡- ༝ -｡ᐢ ꒱﹕╴・┈・𐑺 ‧₊˚໒꒱

[luxaofhesperides]

IF YOU COULD SEE THE SUN by Ann Liang

I still want so much, so badly. My heart still aches for all the bright things beyond my reach. I want to be smarter and richer and stronger and just... better.

[mxshhh0]

"Because even though I’m smart, I’m not that smart. Not the kind of prodigy-level smart you would expect to find at Harvard, the kind that would allow me to skip all my classes and still rank first in every test, that would make everything come easily. I don’t say this in a self-pitying way, either; I’ve long acknowledged and accepted my limitations, and done my best to compensate for them with sheer willpower and hard work"

if you could see the sun by Ann Liang

[breezyjin]

if you could see the sun (!!LIGHT SPOILERS!!)

bro i just finished reading if you could see the sun and like... it's good and all but i need M O R E . like are there any fanfics about alice and henry? i need fanfics that are just about alice, henry, and chanel fucking around and being teenagers because i strongly believe that alice deserves it after all of the stressing out she has been through. plus, it'd be a nice closure for me (but that's a personal thing) because i wanna see this girl to learn to let go and have some fun, kinda like what she and henry did when chasing vanessa

[permanentreverie]

literature moodboards: if you could see the sun by ann liang (ver 2)

“Yes, is the obvious answer. I do hate you. I hate everything about you. I hate you so much that whenever I’m around you, I can barely think straight. I can barely even breathe.”  

[tagithi]

ೃ⁀➷alice and henry*ೃ༄

if you could see the sun

ann liang

[clrive]

“You know,” I muse out loud, “if it weren't for the fact that we hated each other's guts, we'd probably make an impressive power duo.”

I expect Henry to raise his eyebrows at me as usual or make a cutting remark, but his footsteps suddenly slow beside me.

“Wait. We hate each other?”