Perfect.” I hate pizza.
She lives When you were born, so was your mother. As long as you live, she too will be alive.
You reminded me of myself, and what that felt like. The agony that comes along with not being able to take the pain away from the person you love more than yourself.
It does. Maybe we both grew heart bones.
Samson is led out of the room, and he never even looks back at me to see the destruction he left behind.
Or I could write about the day I proposed to you and you so stupidly agreed to spend the rest of your life with a man who couldn’t possibly give you all that you deserve in this world.
Maybe it doesn’t matter whether something is a coincidence or a sign. Maybe the best way to cope with the loss of the people we love is to find them in as many places and things as we possibly can.
Why did you tell Crew to hold his breath, Verity?′ That’s the moment I knew it was over. That’s the moment he knew it was over.’.
I’m not a hugger. All that touching and squeezing and smiling is not on my reunion agenda.
It’s like my chest has been on a constant search for its missing piece, and Jonah is holding it in his fist.
I learned very early on that a human is not merely comprised of only one thing. We are two parts that make up the whole. We have our conscience, which includes our mind, our soul, and all the intangible parts. And we have our physical being, which is the machine that our conscience relies on for survival.
Several things happened over the course of the next couple of days that left me questioning whether or not I was going crazy.” “What kind of things?” “Things that would have sent anyone else out the front door without a second thought.
I didn’t think I’d ever be able to love someone again. I didn’t think I’d want to love someone again. Why would anyone want to put themselves in a position that could bring back the type of pain that makes a person envious of death?
We were young and in love, and surely no one dies when they’re at their happiest.
I binge-watched every season of Seinfeld when I was fifteen and came out of it believing that Jerry was right – there’s something annoying about every single human on this planet.
It doesn’t matter how the members of my family came to be. What matters is that this is my family. We’re a family.
Marcos.” Of course it is.
You see nothing outside the realm of yourself when you’re a sadistic narcissist.
We’ll be on our own brand-new, tiny family tree – one that starts with us.
I don’t know what I’m good at. I don’t know that there is anything in the world that I could make look effortless.