"You can fall in love: someone will catch you."
~ Ali Hazelwood
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Ali Hazelwood stands as a beacon in the realm of contemporary romance, captivating readers with her poignant storytelling and relatable characters. Ali's journey to becoming a bestselling author is as inspiring as the tales she weaves.
With a background in neuroscience and a passion for crafting stories that resonate with readers, Ali embarked on her literary career with determination and vision. Her debut novel, " The Love Hypothesis" catapulted her into the spotlight, earning widespread acclaim and cementing her status as a rising star in the world of romance literature.
" The Love Hypothesis" touched the hearts of readers around the globe with its raw emotion, compelling characters, and thought-provoking themes. Ali's ability to tackle complex issues with sensitivity and grace earned her praise from critics and readers alike, solidifying her place among the literary elite.
Following the success of her debut, Ali continued to enchant audiences with her subsequent works, including "Bride," a captivating tale of love, redemption, and self-discovery. With its irresistible charm and vivid storytelling, "Bride" further solidified Ali's reputation as a masterful storyteller, garnering rave reviews and capturing the hearts of readers everywhere.
What sets Ali apart is her unique writing style, characterized by its depth, authenticity, and emotional resonance. She has a knack for creating characters that feel like old friends, drawing readers into their lives and making them care deeply about their journeys. Her narratives are imbued with sincerity and heart, leaving a lasting impression on those who delve into her stories.
Readers are drawn to Ali's books for their ability to evoke a wide range of emotions—from laughter to tears and everything in between. Her stories are as relatable as they are captivating, exploring universal themes of love, loss, and redemption with honesty and compassion.
Why should someone read Ali Hazelwood's books? Simply put, because they offer an escape into a world of romance, intrigue, and heartfelt emotion. Whether you're a die-hard romance fan or simply looking for a captivating story to lose yourself in, Ali's books deliver an experience that is both satisfying and memorable.
As for upcoming releases, readers can look forward to Ali's next literary endeavor, set to be released in the coming months. While details are still under wraps, anticipation is running high as fans eagerly await the next chapter in Ali's literary journey.
Ali Hazelwood is a literary force to be reckoned with—a gifted storyteller whose tales of love and redemption resonate deeply with readers. With her unique voice, heartfelt narratives, and unwavering dedication to her craft, Ali continues to captivate audiences around the world, leaving an indelible mark on the contemporary romance genre.
Ali Hazelwood Best Quotes
“carry yourself with the confidence of a mediocre white man”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“I wish you could see yourself the way I see you" - Adam”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“I’m going to kill you,” he gritted out, little more than a growl.
“If you say another word about the woman I love, if you look at her, if you even think about her - I’m going to fucking kill you.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“I'm starting to wonder if this is what being in love is. Being okay with ripping yourself to shreds, so the other person can stay whole.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“Ik hou van jou, Adam.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“You can fall in love: someone will catch you.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“Did you… Did you just kiss me?” He sounded puzzled, and maybe a little out of breath. His lips were full and plump and… God. Kissed. There was simply no way Olive could get away with denying what she had just done. Still, it was worth a try. “Nope.” Surprisingly, it seemed to work. “Ah. Okay, then.” Carlsen nodded and turned around, looking vaguely disoriented. He took a couple of steps down the hallway, reached the water fountain - maybe where he’d headed in the first place. Olive was starting to believe that she might actually be off the hook when he halted and turned back with a skeptical expression. “Are you sure?”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“And then I'll come find you, and I'll take care of you." - Adam”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“Expiration dates are for the weak.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“Pretty fucking tragic twist of fate, but you don’t seem to remember that we first met years ago. An issue, since I remember a little too well. I no one, absolutely no one, but I d you from the start. I d you when I didn’t know you, and now that I do know you it’s only gotten worse. Sometimes, often, always, I think about you before falling asleep. Then I dream of you, and when I wake up my head’s still there, stuck on something funny, beautiful, filthy, intelligent that’s all about you. It’s been going on for a while, longer than you think, longer than you can imagine, and I should have told you, but I have this impression, this certainty that you’re half a second from running away, that I should give you enough reasons to stay. Is there anything I can do for you? I’ll take you grocery shopping and fill your fridge when we’re back home. Buy you a new bike and a case of decent reagent and that sludge you drink. Kill the people who made you cry. Is there something you need? Name it. It’s yours. If I have it, it’s yours.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“It wasn’t until a few minutes later, when she was sitting on her bed staring at the Boston skyline and chewing on her lunch, that Olive realized that the protein bar Adam had given her was covered in chocolate.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“Ssh.” His arm slid around her waist, his hand coming to rest on her hip in a gesture that should have been unpleasant but just felt reassuring. His voice was low when he added, “It’s fine.” The words vibrated in her ear, rich and warm. “More material for my Title IX complaint.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“What did Adam's fortune cookie say?" "Mmm." Olive made a show to look at the strip. "Not much. Just 'Holden Rodrigues, Ph.D., is a loser.'" Malcolm sped up just as Holden flipped her off, making her burst into laughter. "What does it really say?" Adam asked when they were finally alone. Olive handed him the crumpled paper and remained silent as he angled it to read it in the lamplight. She wasn't surprised when she saw a muscle jump in his jaw, or when he slid the fortune into the pocket of his jeans. She knew what it said, after all. You can fall in love: someone will catch you.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“It is a truth universally acknowledged that a community of women trying to mind their own business must be in want of a random man’s opinion.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“This might be inappropriate but... Olive. You are really... You are extraordinary”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“You kiss him and next thing you know he's saving your ass and he's buying you scones and calling you a smart-ass in a weirdly affectionate tone”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“He’d clearly never seen a rom-com or read a romance novel in his life.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“I know it’s scary, being vulnerable, but you can allow yourself to care. You can want to be with people as more than just friends or casual acquaintances.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“You don't even have to admit to yourself that you love me, Bee. God knows I love you enough for the both of us - Levi Ward”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“Olive had felt that he was on her side. Over & over, & in ways that could never have anticipated, he had made her feel unjudged. Less alone.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“Have you considered that maybe you’re already the way I want you to be? That maybe there are no signals because nothing needs to be changed”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically“Olive,” Dr. Aslan interrupted her with a stern tone. “What do I always tell you?” “Um . . . ‘Don’t misplace the multichannel pipette’?” “The other thing.” She sighed. “ ‘Carry yourself with the confidence of a mediocre white man.’ ”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“I wish you could see yourself the way I see you”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“You put in expired contacts?” He sounded personally offended “Just a little expired.” “What’s ‘a little’?” “I don’t know. A few years?” “What?” His consonants were sharp and precise. Crisp. Pleasant. “Only a couple, I think.” “Just a couple of years?” “It’s okay. Expiration dates are for the weak.” A sharp sound - some kind of snort. “Expiration dates are so I don’t find you weeping in the corner of my bathroom.” Unless this dude was Mr. Stanford himself, he really needed to stop calling it his bathroom.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“You were always in my head. And I could never get you out.” ― Ali Hazelwood , Love on the Brain
“I know what she smells . This little freckle on her neck when she pulls up her hair. Her upper lip is a little plumper than the lower. The curve of her wrist, when she holds a pen. It’s wrong, really wrong, but I know the shape of her. I go to sleep thinking about it, and then I wake up, go to work, and she is there, and it’s impossible. I tell her stuff I know she’ll agree to, just to hear her hum back at me. It’s hot water down my fucking spine. She’s married. She’s brilliant. She trusts me, and all I think about is taking her to my office, stripping her, doing unspeakable things to her. And I want to tell her. I want to tell her that she’s luminous, she’s so bright in my mind, sometimes I can’t focus. Sometimes I forget why I came into the room. I’m distracted. I want to push her against a wall, and I want her to push back. I want to go back in time and punch her stupid husband on the day I met him and then travel back to the future and punch him again. I want to buy her flowers, food, books. I want to hold her hand, and I want to lock her in my bedroom. She’s everything I ever wanted and I want to inject her into my veins and also to never see her again. There’s nothing her and these feelings, they are fucking intolerable. They were half-asleep while she was gone, but now she’s here and my body thinks it’s a fucking teenager and I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do. There is nothing I can do, so I’ll just . . . not.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“if academia ever makes you feel you’re not good or smart enough . . . it’s not you, it’s academia.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“I want to tell her that she's luminous, she's so bright in my mind, sometimes I can't focus.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“In my fantasies, you allow me to keep an eye on you.” I feel his lips at my temple. “And when I really let go, I imagine that you let me take care of you, too.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically“You could be my entire world,” he whispers in my ear before moving to my collarbone. “If you let me.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically“Bold of you to assume that the real me is my best hand.” “Foolish of you to think it isn’t.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically“She sighed. “ ‘Carry yourself with the confidence of a mediocre white man.’ ” “More than that, if possible. Since there is absolutely nothing mediocre about you.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“The real villain is love: an unstable isotope, constantly undergoing spontaneous nuclear decay. And it will forever go unpunished.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“She had not figured that Adam would notice her while in conversation with a young, beautiful faculty member. She had not figured that he’d suddenly stop speaking, eyes widening and lips parting; that he’d mutter “Excuse me” while staring at Olive and stand from the table, ignoring the curious looks in his directions that he’d march to the entrance, where Olive was, with quick, long strides and a concerned expression. “Olive, are you okay?” he asked her.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“HYPOTHESIS: When given a choice between A (a slightly inconveniencing situation) and B (a colossal shitshow with devastating consequences), I will inevitably end up selecting B.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“Because I’m starting to wonder if this is what being in love is. Being okay with ripping yourself to shreds, so the other person can stay whole.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“I want you, Elsie. All the time. I think of you. All. The. Fucking. Time. I’m distracted. I’m shit at work. And my first instinct, the very first time I saw you, was to run away. Because I knew that if we’d start doing this, we would never stop. And that’s exactly how it is. There is no universe in which I’m going to let you go. I want to be with you, on you, every second of every day. I think – I dream of crazy things. I want you to marry me tomorrow so you can go on my health insurance. I want to lock you in my room for a couple of weeks. I want to buy groceries based on what you . I want to play it cool, I’m attracted to you and not obsessed out of my mind, but that’s not where I’m at. Not at all. And I need you to keep us in check. I need you to pace us, because wherever it is that we’re going… I’m here. I’m already right here.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically“I to see you. When you’re not trying to be someone else.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically“Everyone tall, broody, sullen hunks with genius IQs.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“You’re not a problem, Misery. You’re a privilege.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Bride“I can give you nice. I can give you better than nice. I can give you everything.” He smiles at me, full of hope. “You don’t even have to admit to yourself that you love me, Bee. God knows I love you enough for the both of us. But I need you to stay. I need you to stick around. Not in Houston, if you don’t want to. I’ll follow you, if you ask me to.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“It never occurred to Olive that Dr. Adam Carlsen—known ass—had called her by her name.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“You think, but you don’t know. You don’t know anything about what it’s to find your other half, I would take anything she chose to give me—the tiniest fraction or her entire world. I would take her for a single night knowing that I’ll lose her by morning, and I would hold on to her and never let go. I would take her healthy, or sick, or tired, or angry, or strong, and it would be my fucking privilege. I would take her problems, her gifts, her moods, her passions, her jokes, her body—I would take every last thing, if she chose to give it to me.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Bride“I love you, I think, and you are my home.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“If there is one thing men hate more than a smart woman, it’s a smart woman who makes her own choices when it comes to her own sex life.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“You mean you’ve done this before?” She frowned. “Done what?” “Put in expired contacts.” “Of course. Contacts are not cheap.” “Neither are eyes.” Humph. Good point.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“Yep. I’m so glad he finally scrounged up the courage to ask you out. He’d been going on and on about this ‘amazing girl’ for years, but he was concerned about being in the same department, and you know how he is . . .” He shrugged and waved his hand. “I’m glad he finally managed to pull his head out of his ass.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“She frowned. “I asked if I could kiss you, and you said yes.” “Incorrect. You asked if you could kiss me and I snorted.” “I’m pretty sure I heard you said yes.” He lifted one eyebrow, and for a minute Olive let herself daydream of drowning someone. Dr. Carlsen. Herself. Both sounded great options.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Or makes you resent your pathological inability to set boundaries, one or the two.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically“... she loved him even more for it. For looking at her she was the beginning and end of his every thought.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“I take a deep breath, still staring out the window. “I really, really, really you.” He doesn’t reply for a long moment. Then: “I’m pretty sure I you more.” “I doubt it. I just want you to know, not everyone is your family. You can be . . . you can be you with me. You can talk, say, do however you want. And I’ll never hurt you they did.” I make myself smile at him. It’s easy now. “I promise I don’t bite.” He reaches over to take my hand, his skin warm and rough against mine. He smiles back. Just a little. “You could rip me to shreds, Bee.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“People who date, they-they talk. A lot. More than just greetings in the hallway. They know each other’s favorite colors, and where they were born, and they… they hold hands. They kiss.” Adam pressed his lips together as if to suppress a smile. “We could never do that.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“She’s so mean. I love her.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“Picture this, Olive. Early two thousands. Preppy, ridiculously expensive all-male DC school. Two gay students in grade twelve. Well, two of us that were out, anyway. Richie Muller and I date for the entirety of senior year - and then he dumps me three days before prom for some guy he’d been having a thing with for months.” “He was a prick,” Adam muttered. “I have three choices. Not go to the dance and mope at home. Go alone and mope at school. Or, have my best friend - who was planning on staying home and moping over gamma-aminobutyric acids - come as my date. Guess which?” Olive gasped. “How did you convince him?” “That’s the thing, I didn’t. When I told him about what Richie did, he offered!”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“Annie used to have a funny theory: we all have a Year Zero around which the calendars of our lives pivot. At some point you meet someone, and they become so important, so metamorphic, that ten, twenty, sixty-five years down the line you look back and realize that you could split your existence in two. Before they showed (BCE), and your Common Era. Your very own Gregorian calendar.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“God bless libraries.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Check & Mate“Maybe you're not meant for me the way I'm meant for you, but I'm going to choose you anyway, over and over and over again.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Bride“Elsie, it’s the bare minimum. The bar’s so low, you could pick it up and beat him with it.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically“I no one, absolutely no one, but I d you from the start. I d you when I didn’t know you, and now that I do know you it’s only gotten worse. Sometimes, often, always, I think about you before falling asleep. Then I dream of you, and when I wake up my head’s still there, stuck on something funny, beautiful, filthy, intelligent that’s all about you. It’s been going on for a while, longer than you think, longer than you can imagine, and I should have told you, but I have this impression, this certainty that you’re half a second from running away, that I should give you enough reasons to stay. Is there anything I can do for you? I’ll take you grocery shopping and fill your fridge when we’re back home. Buy you a new bike and a case of decent reagent and that sludge you drink. Kill the people who made you cry. Is there something you need? Name it. It’s yours. If I have it, it’s yours.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“It’s easier that, isn’t it? [...] Never showing anyone who you really are. [...] That way if something goes wrong, if someone rejects you, then it’s not about you, is it? When you’re yourself, that’s when you’re exposed. Vulnerable.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically“There is no universe in which I’m going to let you go. I want to be with you, on you, every second of every day.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically“But a good kiss will do that: make a girl forget herself for a while.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“How are you?" "Good. Fine. I mean I wish I were dead. But aside from that.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“He told me once that sometimes, with some people, it's not about winning or losing, That with some people, it's just about playing. Though for the longest time, I didn't really believe him.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Check & Mate“You are the most magnificent thing that ever happened to me,”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically“Or, you could stay mad, and we could go to your lab and throw test tubes full of toxic reagents at each other until the pain of third-degree burns overrides your shitty mood? Sounds fun, no?”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“Her heart may be broken, but her brain was doing just fine.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“I don’t want to be work. I don’t want you to feel that I’m work.” “Somewhere along the way your wires got crossed. Your brain decided that you’re not worth people’s time and effort, and that if you ask for anything, they won’t just say no, they’ll also leave you. That’s not how love works, Elsie.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically“Thank you, Oh Penised Overlords, for the recognition I deserve”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“See, that’s the thing I hate the most about adulting: at some point, one has to start doing it.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Under One Roof“Be gentle with me, Elsie. That’s all I ask.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically“Some nights, when he’s walking past her door, he has to whisper to himself: “Keep going.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Bride“I am going to take care of this,” he told her. There was something determined, earnest in his eyes. Olive had never felt safer, or more loved. “And then I’ll come find you, and I’ll take care of you.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“We're only humans. We're full of ''whys'', drowning in ''whys.'' Every once in a while, we need a bit of ''because,'' and if it's not readily available, we make it up.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“Of all the good things I’ve felt in my fucking life, you are the best.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Bride“She would have loved to run to the edge of campus and scream into the void until modern civilization collapsed, but that wasn’t exactly a pressing matter.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“This is the equivalent to someone buying their own ‘World’s Best Boss’ mug. Congratulations, you’re officially NASA’s Micheal Scott”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“What I am is an adult woman with agency and the tools to make choices. Feel free to, you know, treat me accordingly.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Bride“Galaxies pass through his black eyes, and I wonder whether this second could last a century. Whether the universe could be just me and him, understanding each other on a forever loop.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Check & Mate“There is something about you. That you tirelessly study people. Figure out who they are, what they want, and then mold yourself into whatever shape you think will fit them. I’ve seen you play half a dozen different roles for half a dozen different situations, switching personalities you’re channel surfing, and I still have no idea who you are.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically“Not everyone wants you to be someone else, Elsie. And I definitely wouldn’t want you to be George.” “And why is that?” “It would be a waste.” “A waste of what?” “Of you.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically“I've never been surer of anything. Except maybe cell theory.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“Is everything okay?” He said it looking into her eyes, in a low, intimate tone. they were alone. Anh was not there. He said it in a way that should have made Olive uncomfortable but didn't. For some inexplicable reason his presence in the room soothed her, even though until a second ago she had been freaking out. Perhaps two different types of unease neutralized each other?”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“But before I can say anything, he cups my cheek and leans down to kiss me once more. This time it’s sweet, slow, savoring. Patient. This time it’s lingering and gentle—everything our other kiss wasn’t. I want to try them all. All the kisses Levi Ward is capable of, I want to sample them fine wine.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“Science is reliable in its variability. Science does whatever the fuck it wants. God, I love science.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain“It hit her then what was so special about Adam. That no matter his reputation, or how rocky their first meeting, since the very beginning, Olive had felt that he was on her side. Over and over, and in ways that she could never have anticipated, he had made her feel unjudged. Less alone. [...]She might never have what she wanted from Adam, but for now at least, he was in her life. That was going to have to be enough.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“Maybe there is something devastating about the incompleteness of it. But maybe, just knowing that the other person is there . . .” His throat bobs. “There might be pleasure in that, too. The satisfaction of knowing that something beautiful exists.” His lips open and close a few times, as though he can only find the right words by shaping them first to himself. “Maybe some things transcend reciprocity. Maybe not everything is about having.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Bride“HYPOTHESIS: The more I mention an attachment in an email, the less ly I will be to actually include said attachment.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“He gave her a brief nod, and then—Olive, or at least Olive’s body, was stepping toward Adam and gingerly sitting on his thigh, her knees tucked between his spread legs. It was happening. It had happened already. Olive was here. Sitting. On. Adam. This. Yep, this. This was her life now.”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis“He'd been going on and on about this amazing girl for years”
― Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis