Horror on earth is real and it is everyday. It is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained.
He had been my almost. My might-have-been.I was afraid of what I wanted most - His kiss. Still, I collected kiss stories. -Susie Salmon
Outside the hospital, a young girl who was selling small bouquets of daffodils, their green stems tied with lavender ribbons. I watched as my mother bought out the girl's whole stock. Nurse Eliot, who...
When the dead are done with the living, the living can go on to other things.
They would go back to their homes and put me to rest, a letter from the past never reopened or reread.
The living deserve attention, too
Since then he had taken these photos out too many times to count, but each time he looked into the face of this woman he had felt something growing inside him. It took him a long time to realize what...
She told her journal about me passing by her in the parking lot, about how on that night I had touched her-literally, she felt it, reached out. What I had looked like then. How she dreamed about me. H...
She had a stare that stretched to infinity. She was, in that moment, not my mother but something separate from me.
No one on the street thought anything of the downtown girl dressed in black who had paused in the middle of midtown foot traffic. In her art student camouflage she could walk the entire length of Manh...
I was like I was in science class: I was curious.
How to Commit the Perfect Murder was an old game in heaven. I always chose the icicle: the weapon melts away.
She didn't even have to smile, and she rarely did outside her house--it was the eyes, her dancer's carriage, the way she seemed to deliberate over the smallest movement of her body.
No one can pull anyone back from anywhere. You save yourself or you remain unsaved.
Mi madre era eterna como la luna. Viva o muerta, la madre o la ausencia de la madre siempre determina la vida de una persona.
Look what happens when we dream.
Like a medical procedure,' Ruth said. 'Intricate surgery is needed to patch up the planet.
And my sister, my Lindsey, left me in her memories, where I was meant to be.
There were also the Masters of Arcane Knowledge. Everyone begrudged their presence among the gifteds. These were the kids that could break down an engine and build it back again - no diagrams or instr...
When Lindsey and I played Barbies Barbie and Ken got married at sixteen. To us there was only one true love in everyone's life we have no concept of compromise or retries.