See, I do have a future to give her after all, just not one that includes me.
She might be the only girl I’ve ever met who still hasn’t learned to sacrifice bodily comfort for fashion’s sake.
The thought does cross my mind that I could slip and end up cracking my head on the pavement just short of the pool, but if you’re always going to worry about minor drawbacks, then you’ll never accomplish anything.
This looks interesting,” I say, but what I’m really thinking is, Wow, Aimee, science fiction? Really, could you try any harder to brand yourself with the mark of the nerd herd? What’s next, anime?
You just go around acting like you’re saving other people so you don’t have to deal with your own problems.
You get to be about eleven or twelve and everything’s old hat. They’ve drummed the miraculous out of you, but you don’t want it to be like that. You want the miraculous. You want everything to still be new.
This idea comes to me that we’re all grass blades on the same lawn. We’ve grown up together, shoulder to shoulder, under the same sun, drinking the same rain. But you know what happens to grass blades – somebody cuts them down just when they reach their prime.
Her voice is so soft. If it were a food item, it’d be a marshmallow.
You have to stop thinking that way. Don’t worry about who has the power in the relationship all the time. If you make her happy, then that’s the biggest power you can have.
I’ve never seen her laugh like this before. It’s a sight to behold, a wonder, like the Eiffel Tower or the World’s Largest Prairie Dog.
I want to swear to the king of the king of the kings it’s enough. But this afternoon the magic has all run out.
Our whole society’s a training ground for addicts.
Boredom is only for boring people with no imagination.
They’ve drummed the miraculous out of you, but you don’t want it to be like that. You want the miraculous. You want everything to still be new.
That’s how it is with legends. The greater they sound, the more must’ve got left out.
That’s how it is online – there’s no time in cyberspace. It’s almost like everything physical evaporates, and it’s just your mind and the different sites floating in a void.
Life is an ocean, and most everyone’s hanging on to some kind of dream to keep afloat.
I like to think there’s more to a person than just one thing.
Have you ever started to wave at someone and then realized they weren’t really waving at you, so you abort and go for a head scratch instead? That’s how I felt.
To hell with tomorrow. To hell with all problems and barriers. Nothing matters but the Spectacular Now.