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Loving someone is such an inherently dangerous act. And yet, love, that’s where safety lives.
Leaving people to jumped conclusions is sometimes simpler than explaining a complicated truth
It feels like the city is telling secrets down here, privy only to those who think to listen.
It's nice, this. The canal." He looks at me. "You." "I'll bet you say that to all the canals.
If I felt like a fish out of water in my family, I felt like a fish on Mars in Adam’s circle.
You?' is all I can manage to choke out. 'Always me,' she replies softly, bashfully. 'Who else?
Her hands were freezing, just like they always were, so I warmed them, just like I always did.
You can have your wishes, your plans, but at the end of the day, it's out of your control -Mia
Because if time can be fluid, then maybe something that is just one day can go on indefinitely
Then I smell the sweat on him, a clean musky scent that I'd bottle and wear as perfume if I could.
I realize then that it's not enough to know what someone is called. You have to know who they are.
Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams.
It's a good thing Kerry's dead, because that funeral would've sent him over the edge," Henry said.
I’ve been feeling something else. Like I’m about to be sucked into something powerful and painful.
I like French fries," I say. I like French fries? I sound like a slow child in a made-for-TV movie.
I can keep picking small fights, or brave the big one. Time to screw my courage. Or go down trying.
I have a feeling that once you live through something like this, you become a little bit invincible.
The little things that happen. Sometimes they're insignificant; other times, they change everything.
I get it now. I have to make good on my promise. To let her go. To really let her go. To let us both go.
But I also know that sometimes Adam needs to do things the dramatic way. He is fond of the Grand Gesture
It was selfish what I asked her to do, even if it wound up being the most unselfish thing I've ever done.
But it's a big ocean. It's an even bigger world. And maybe we've gotten as close as we're supposed to get.
I can’t imagine what it would be like to have had her company in my head—the comfort that would’ve brought.
I think everything is happening all the time, but if you don't put yourself in the path of it, you miss it.
It's just accidental, just temporary. Until the next accident sends me somewhere new. That's how life works.
I don't know if I actually am good at the sight of blood. An accident on the street gets me very, very upset.
In that twisted incestuous way of fate, Mia's a part of our history, and we're among the shards of her legacy.
Hate me. Devastate me. Annihilate me. Re-create me. Re-create me. Won't you, won't you won't you re-create me.
Sometimes the best way to find out what you’re supposed to do is by doing the thing you’re not supposed to do.
Sometimes the wind blows you places you weren't expecting: sometimes it blows you away from those places, too.
Willem tsk-tsks. "You Americans are so violent. I'm Dutch. The worst I will do is run her over with a bicycle.
It takes certain kind of naiveté, or perhaps just stupidity, to know things will end and still hope otherwise.
Whoever said that the past isn't dead had it backward. It's the future that's already dead, already played out.
A day might just be twenty-four hours but sometimes getting through one seems as impossible as scaling Everest.
First you inspect me Then you dissect me Then you reject me I wait for the day That you'll resurrect me "Animate
In the calculus of feelings, you never really know how one person's absence will affect you more than another's.
he kissed me hard. "Promise me. Promise me you'll spend New Year's with me next year," he whispered into my ear.
We are like Humpty Dumpty and all these king's horses and all these king's men cannot put us back together again
All relationships are tough. Just like with music, sometimes you have harmony and other times you have cacophony.
Sometimes we meet people and are so symbiotic with them, it's as if we are one person, with one mind, one destiny
My first YA novel, not many people have read. It's a fickle business. There's a degree of timing and luck involved.
And the voice grows stronger and stronger, and it’s my voice this time and it’s asking a question: How does she know?
I don't have a lot of men in my life. I'm married, but I have daughters. I'm surrounded by a lot of females in my world.
Letting go. Everyone talks about it like it's the easiest thing. Unfurl your fingers one by one until your hand is open.
But the you who you are tonight is the same you I was in love with yesterday, the same you I’ll be in love with tomorrow.
Many of depression's symptoms - exhaustion, insomnia, nausea, headaches, weight loss, weight gain - are physical ailments.
Girlfriend is such a stupid word. I couldn't stand calling her that. So, we had to get married, so I could call her 'wife.
Even if you find him. Even if he didn’t leave you on purpose, he can’t possibly live up to the person you’ve built him into.
Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that’s what it’s like, I wouldn’t mind.
Losing me will hurt; it will be the kind of pain that won't feel real at first, and when it does, it will take her breath away.