I ask, You think you’d ever forget it entirely? Your world? I don’t know. I could see it getting to the point where it didn’t feel real anymore. Because it isn’t. The only thing that’s real in this mo...
I can only smile. When Daniela drinks, three things happen: her native accent begins to bleed through, she becomes belligerently kind, and she tends toward hyperbole. Your father said to me one night—...
I check the time on my drug-dealer flip phone, the one I bought to call Daniela in another Chicago. It won't make calls in this world---I guess minutes aren't transferable across the multiverse.
I feel insanity stalking me again, threatening to curl me up fetal and shatter me into a million pieces. But I shit it down, returning to my new mantra. I am not allowed to think I’m crazy.
I feel like I have little to give.
I have everything I need here, he said. Warmth. Drink. Food. Books.
I have good intentions, but... But what? But all the time I fail. I hurt the ones I love.
I know everything feels hopeless to you in this moment, but this is just a moment, and moments pass.
I think I finally understand why God went away and left the world to destroy itself.
I think I know who I am. But there’s a part of me that wonders…What if the recollection I have of my real life—husband, father, professor—isn’t real?
I was aware of the self-deception, but man will do anything to live with himself.
I wish we lived in a world where actions were measured by the intentions behind them.
I'd found something I didn't even know I was searching for.
If I represent the pinnacle of family success for all the Jason Dessens, Jason2 represents the professional and creative apex. We’re opposite poles of the same man, and I suppose it isn’t a coincidenc...
If there are a million ponds out there, with versions of you and me living similar and different lives, there’s none better than right here, right now. I’m more sure of that than anything in the world...
In a minute, we’re going back into that corridor. We’re the controls. Your words. Right? Yeah. If that’s the truth, if it’s our emotional state that’s somehow selecting these worlds, to what kind of a...
In some environments, safety and truth are natural born enemies. I would think a former employee of the federal government could grasp that concept.
In some environments, safety and truth are natural born enemies.
Is there a fate worse than being halfway evil?
Isaiah said, I’ll need access to Richter’s phone for one hour. This is his replacement. Does it work? No. It was impossible for Mark to replicate his contact list, apps, texts, call history. Safer pla...
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