Even with everything broken and decided inside her she couldn't quite allow herself to disappear for good.
I'm starting to realize that people lack good mirrors. It's so hard for anyone to show us how we look, & so hard for us to show anyone how we feel.
You say you're not special because the world doesn't know about you, but that's an insult to me. I know about you.
At least for tonight. In sickness and in health. In good times and in bad. For richer, for poorer. 'Till dawn do us part.
Most loves don't last. But some do.
The weird thing about houses is that they almost always look like nothing is happening inside of them, even though they contain most of our lives. I wondered if that was sort of the point of architecture.
How can you read and talk at the same time?â€ I asked. â€œWell, I usually canâ€™t, but neither the book nor the conversation is particularly intellectually challenging.
Adult librarians are like lazy bakers: their patrons want a jelly doughnut, so they give them a jelly doughnut. Childrenâ€™s librarians are ambitious bakers: 'You like the jelly doughnut? Iâ€™ll get you a jelly doughnut. But you should try my cruller, too. My cruller is gonna blow your mind, kid.
I felt the unfairness of it, the inarguable injustice of loving someone who might have loved you back but can't due to deadness.
Night falls fast. Today is the past.
Are you currently at your house?" he asked. "Um, no," I said. "That was a trick question. I knew the answer, because I am currently at your house.
I like to build places online where readers can have productive conversations about books.
This is not a new phenomenon, in Ohio, and in fact in most of the Midwest, there has been a decline in manufacturing jobs for 25 years. But the recent recession exacerbated the decline and while the economy generally appears to be improving, it's recovering more slowly in this area, meaning Ohio and
He wasn't perfect or anything. He wasn;t your fairytale prince charming or whatever. He tried to be like that sometimes,but i liked him best when that stuff fell away.
We got off at the next exit, quietly, and, switching drivers, we walked in front of the car. We met and I held him, my hands balled into tight fists around his shoulders, and he wrapped his short arms around me and squeezed tight, so that I felt the heaves of his chest as we realized over and over a
There was time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it.
One of the pitfalls of writing about illness is that it is very easy to imagine people with cancer as either these wise, beyond-their-years creatures or else these sad-eyed, tragic people. And the truth is people living with cancer are very much like people who are not living with cancer.
Being in a relationship, that's something you choose. Being friends, that's something you just are.
If people were like rain, I was like drizzle and she was a hurricane.
We kiss. Her hands are freezing on my face, and she tastes like coffee and the smell of the onion is still stuck in my nose, and my lips are all dry from the endless winter. And it's awesome.
Issac:"I dislike living in a world without Augustus Waters." Computer: "I don't understand-" Issac: "Me neither. Pause
...all I have to do is stay in between the lines and make sure that no one is too close to me and I am not too close to anyone and keep leaving. Maybe it felt like this for her, too, but I could never feel like this alone.
I don't know where people got the idea that characters in books are supposed to be likable. Books are not in the business of creating merely likeable characters with whom you can have some simple identification with. Books are in the business of creating great stories that make you're brain go ahhbd
When you go to a great concert, you feel this arc, almost like the music of a well-chosen set takes you on this trip through emotions and through various forms of intellectual engagement.
Facts, even false ones, cannot be copyrighted.
I wanted to know that he would be okay if I died. I wanted to not be a grenade, to not be a malevolent force in the lives of people I loved.
The investment in rare coins has captured the public's imagination. People feel in their gut that it's a bad idea. That's devastating for a governor who's never been flashy but had the Taft reputation for integrity and good judgment.
Leaving feels good and pure only when you leave something important, something that mattered to you. Pulling life out by the roots. But you can't do that until your life has grown roots.
I knew that I would know more dead people. The bodies pile up. Could there be a space in my memory for each of them, or would I forget a little of Alaska every day for the rest of my life?
You completely unscatter me, and I appreciate that too much.