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I would not always be joy, nor would I want inert contentment. Sorrow and struggle bring gravity to the soul and to the mind, a gravity that cannot be achieved through mere happiness. We are most awak...
Everything is temporary, Duane. This, he gestured to our surroundings, this is temporary. Even mountains fall. Nothing lasts forever. You got a chance at happiness, even for a week, a month, a year? Y...
Every dreamer knows that it is entirely possible to be homesick for a place you've never been, perhaps more homesick than for familiar ground. — Judith Thurman
Duane’s mouth parted slightly and his eyebrows lifted high on his forehead. All hints of his earlier frown had vanished. Unless I was misreading his expression, he appeared to be a little lost, like m...
Death is a very dull, dreary affair, and my advice to you is to have nothing whatsoever to do with it. — W. Somerset Maugham
Your assumptions are your windows on the world. Scrub them off every once in a while, or the light won’t come in. Isaac Asimov
There’s no reason to be uncomfortable.I’m not uncomfortable. I’m just feeling weird, and I don’t know how to un-weird myself.Well, don’t un-weird yourself on my account. I like you weird.
Nothing is more frustrating than being attracted to someone who is a complete jerk – except for maybe also caring about that person despite continued abuses. I was such an idiot.
Is this place home?No, Duane .. You are.
If you know who you are, rejection matters very little. It says more about the small-mindedness of the person who is doing the rejecting than it does about you.
I was planning to sort my comic books based on level of second wave feminist influence. As opposed to first wave? Yes, well, Susan B. Anthony laid the foundation for those who have come after. It’s al...
I treasure my sleep over the wellbeing or interests of my loved ones
I had no intention of drinking tequila with Quinn. Quinn plus tequila equaled and that sounded like something that happens in Mexican jails.
I didn't tell her, because I didn't think it would help, but all people are lost, to varying degrees. I suspected that it’s only when we love others—through purpose, friendship, romance, or any combin...
Allow me to take a moment to express my appreciation for Cletus Winston and his entrances.
You’re a siren who doesn’t need to sing.
You can’t tell me that I don’t know you. I see you. I see you better than you see yourself. And everything about you is beautiful.
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, rants, facts, contrivances, and incidents are either the product of the author’s questionable imagination or are used factitiously. Any resem...
There is a stillness that accompanies the death of a loved one. Everything becomes quieter, but it’s not just sound that is dimmed. Movement, action, perception, emotion—everything is distant and remo...