A place like this wears down everything, and tolerance is no exception. In here, coexistence passes for forgiveness. You do not learn to like something you abhor; you come to live with it...You live and let live, and eventually that becomes enough.
I'm telling you, if aliens landed on earth today and took a good hard look at why babies get born, they'd conclude that most people had children by accident, or because they drink too much on a certain night, or because birth control isn't one hundred percent, or for a thousand other reasons that really aren't very flattering.
It's hard to be the one always waiting. I mean, there's something to be said for the hero who charges off to battle, but when you get right down to it there's a whole story in who's left behind.
I have several writer friends, but I don't involve them in my work process. I'm more likely to talk about the business of publishing with them.
Kids think with their brains cracked wide open; becoming an adult, I've decided, is only a slow sewing shut.
I don't think we get a choice in who we fall for," Ian whispers. "I think we just do.
After a certain point, a heart with so many stress fractures can never be anything but broken.
All writers start with a layer of truth, don't they? If not, their stories would be nothing but spools of cotton candy, a fleeting taste wrapped around nothing but air.
The bottom line is that we never fall for the people we're supposed to.
Lies were only as strong as the suckers that believed them.
The first time she kissed me, I truly thought I'd had an aneurysm - my pulse was thundering so loud and my senses were exploding. This, I remember thinking, the only word I could hold on to in a sea of feelings.
My whole life was about her, what if her whole life wasn’t all about me?
Dylan Jerome," the lawyer admits, "wanted to sue God for not caring enough about him.
Summertime, I think, is a collective unconscious. We all remember the notes that made up the song of the ice cream man; we all know what it feels like to brand our thighs on a playground slide that's heated up like a knife in a fire; we all have lain on our backs with our eyes closed and our hearts beating across the surface of our lids, hoping that this day will stretch just a little longer than the last one, when in fact it's all going in the other direction.
The problem isn’t with rock lyrics, it’s with the fabric of this society itself.
Since it had gotten so quiet in the room that you could hear the sound of your own doubts.
People had figured out all sorts of ways to make things seem different than they truly were.
He knew that there was a difference between something that makes you happy and something that doesn’t make you unhappy. The trick was convincing yourself these were one and the same.
Peter was, simply, what a person would look like if you boiled down the most raw emotions and filtered them of any social contract. If you hurt, cry. If you rage, strike out. If you hope, get ready for a disappointment.
What does it feel like?” he asked. “What does what feel like?” Peter thought for a moment. “Being at the top.” Josie reached across him for another packet of material and fed it into the stapler. She did three of these, and Peter was certain that she was going to ignore him, but then she spoke. “Like if you take one wrong step,” she said, “you’re going to fall.
When a freedom is taken away from you, I suppose, you recognize it as a privilege, not a right.
Life was what happened when all the what-ifs didn't.
There is a reason the word belonging has a synonym for want at its center; it is the human condition.
Words, for all they were flimsy and invisible, had great strength. They could be fortified as a castle wall and sharp as a foil. They could bite, slap, shock, wound. But unlike deeds, words couldn't really help you. No promise ever rescued a person; it was the carrying-through of it that brought about salvation.
Can you imagine what it would be like to know that your life was just going to be a series of days that were all the same, that were do-overs?
"Everyone still deserves to have their say."
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