I love this book so much that it got me to the point where I don't even know how to express it into words.

Reread (01-07-2023):

“People think that intimacy is about sex. But intimacy is about truth. When you realize you can tell someone your truth, when you can show yourself to them, when you stand in front of them bare and their response is 'you're safe with me'—that's intimacy.”
I reread this book thinking that I would not sob the same way I did the first time, but guess who woke up the next morning with puffy eyes? Me.

Reading The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo for the second time reminded me why this book would always be one of my all-time favorites and why I always recommend it to someone who wants to get into—or get back to—reading. I guess what got me completely enamored with this book is how completely human Evelyn is. Her character is just so flawed and real that she felt too tangible—to the point where every time I remember this book, it would always leave me wondering if, somewhere in the '50s, a real-life Evelyn Hugo actually existed.