So I left him there alone to watch history repeat the same events retold again and again on his own.
Who says there has to be a point?" He asked. "Or a reason. Maybe it's just something you have to do.
I think readers are just looking for things that maybe they recognize or can relate to in the books.
He wasn't what I'd thought he was; maybe he never had been. I wasn't what I'd thought I was, either.
I'd known enough people for every minute of the day, and yet still didn't have anyone as my two a.m.