Qualities of a Good Nurse: Go, I said.1. Doesn't pun on your disability, Isaac said.2. Gets blood on the first try, I said.Seriously, that is huge. I mean is this my freaking arm or a dartboard? 3. No...
I was blind and heart broken and didn't want to do anything and Gus burst into my room and shouted, I have wonderful news! And I was like, I don't really want to hear wonderful news right now, and Gus...
Funerals...are for the living.
Dr. Karen Singh liked to say that a unwanted thought was like a car driving past you when you're standing on on the side of the road, and I told myself I didn't have to get into that car, that my mome...
And as paralyzing and upsetting as all the never agains were, the final leaving felt perfect. Pure. The most distilled possible form of liberation.
And I wanted to tell her that the pleasure for me wasn't planning or doing or leaving; the pleasure was in seeing our strings cross and separate and then come back together.
I feel like I might start crying and that I'm going to cry pee.
Daddy is trying really fugging hard to think of a not-terrifying reason why you'd wake Daddy up in the middle of the night to ask that fugging question. But no. No. Daddy does not have a match or a li...
Tonight, darling, we are going to right a lot of wrongs. And we are going to wrong some rights. The first shall be last; the last shall be first; the meek shall do some earth-inheriting. But before we...
She noted, more than once, that the meteor shower was happening, beyond the overcast sky, even if we could not see it. Who cares if she can kiss? She can see through the clouds.
In the best conversations, you don't even remember what you talked about, only how it felt. It felt like we were in some place your body can't visit, some place with no ceiling and no walls and no flo...
I know so many last words. But I will never know hers.
The world wasn't made for us, we were made for the world
You'd think solving mysteries would bring you closure, that closing the loop would comfort and quiet your mind. But it never does. The truth always disappoints.
She said, It's not life or death, the labyrinth.Um, okay. So what is it?Suffering, she said. Doing wrong and having wrong things happen to you. That's the problem. Bolivar was talking about the pain,...
But of course there is always a hamartia and yours is that oh, my God, even though you HAD FREAKING CANCER you give money to a company in exchange for the chance to acquire YET MORE CANCER.
I think if you went back to the eighteenth century and you asked a fifteen year old boy, 'Would you like to marry a woman who has had plastic bags needlessly inserted into her breasts?', that fifteen...
You can't dingleberry that! That's a flagrant misuse of the dingleberry!
The thing is that it could never again feel natural to talk to her
Sin dolor, no podriamos conocer la alegria