Truth was a changing display in a shop window, manipulated by hands when you weren‘t looking, alluring and ever out of reach.
PICK PICK PICK PICK PICK. Finished this one days ago and I'm still not over it. A must read.
The feeling that she had never really lived in this world caught her by surprise. It was a fact. She had never lived. Even as a child, as far back as she could remember, she had done nothing but endure. She had believed in her own inherent goodness, her humanity, and lived accordingly, never causing anyone harm.
Maybe there is a law after all. Of nature. Like gravity. An unwritten axiom that governs our emotional dealings. What you do comes back to you with twice the force, fuck it, three times the force. We are not punished for our sins we are punished by them.
It's my experience that people are a lot more sympathetic if they can see you hurting, and for the millionth time in my life I wish for measles or smallpox or some other easily understood disease just to make it easier on me and also on them.
I enjoyed some aspects of this one, but I found it to have underdeveloped characters and it was predictable. I found myself unsympathetic to the main character at times and longing for more developed relationships and insight into the family dynamics.
"History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake."
"As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself—so like a brother, really—I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again."
Finally getting around to starting this. I've heard great and creepy things!
This was a heartbreaking read, but also an important one. Sue recounts events of her son's life, the tragedy at Columbine, & the aftermath, all while trying to come to terms with what her son did & mourn the loss of her child.
I was really excited to read this, but I found that it was too similar to Speak. I also found the characters to be unsympathetic and underdeveloped. It started out strong but ultimately fell flat. Unfortunately, this one was not for me.
"In one split second I saw everything I could be, everything I want to be. And all that I'm not."
"Are stories true?"...
"They're magic, they're not about real people walking around today."
"So they're fake?"
"No, no. Stories are a different kind of true."
"Life is made of so many moments that mean nothing. Then one day, a single moment comes along to define every second that comes after. Such moments are tests of courage, of strength."
My current read. It captured my attention right away, and so far I haven't been able to put it down! It's quite a creepy page turner.