He grinned the grin of a presenter on some educational show with a cartoon dog, as if to say, “Come with me if you want to learn.
Some people believe that they are guided by forces, that the universe cuts paths for them through the dense forest of life, showing them where to go.
Gators are just something you have to accept where I come from. Most don’t go anywhere near the houses, even though there are lots of delicious children and dogs there. Every once in a while, though, an alligator has a lightbulb moment and decides to take a stroll and see the world a bit.
Ellie’s mind was an active and colorful place and she decorated her world with its contents.
Every contact leaves a trace.
To her, majoring in painting was an act of insanity akin to majoring in photocopying or reheating leftovers.
Rise and shine, porcupines!
Stevie said stuff like that all the time and was told she was wrong. David said it once and he got a nod and a compliment. Oh, the magic of dudes. If only they bottled it.
Stevie’s other big interest outside crime was disaster, so she had seen Titanic many times. It was clear to her that there was plenty of room on that door for two people. Jack was murdered.
She didn’t want to be brave anymore. It was exhausting. Anxiety crawled under her skin all the time, like some alien creature that might burst through at any moment. Stevie.
WHEN things are bad, give yourself a point for everything.
You know how depression lies? Well anxiety is stupid. I did not just say people with anxiety are stupid. No, no. I mean that anxiety itself is stupid. If you asked anxiety what two plus two is, anxiety will think very hard and say “triangle” or “a bag of Fritos” or “a commemorative stamp.” Because anxiety doesn’t know what anything is. It will try to convince you that things that are totally fine are worthy of dread.
We all have an innate desire to make a difference, to make an impact, to be seen, to be heard, to leave behind something better than what we’re brought into.
David had, in fact, done the Sherlock thing that Stevie had dismissed for herself, specifically, the BBC one.
I’m still going to eat a lot of tacos,” Nate said. “But I’m going to do it judgmentally.
Fashions come and go, but jawlines are eternal.
Never question the girl who works in the library” -Eric.
This is how she had learned to release some of her anxiety – thoughts may come, but she didn’t have to follow them everywhere they wanted her to go.
Why was she so anxious? Because she had anxiety.
The moon was thin like a hook, and the owls were calling. The smell of fall leaves blew on the wind and Hayes was dead.