They murdered him.
I have always had a sense that we are all pretty much alone in life, particularly in adolescence.
Everybody sins, Francis. The terrible thing is that we love our sins. We love the thing that makes us evil.
You see Carter, people are two things: greedy and cruel. So we have a perfect set-up here. The greed part - a kid pays a buck for a chance to win a hundred. Plus fifty boxes of chocolates. The cruel p...
I wonder if it's a special sin to lie to a nun
He was intrigued by the power of words, not the literary words that filled the books in the library but the sharp, staccato words that went into the writing of news stories. Words that went for the ju...
Do I dare disturb the universe? Yes, I do, I do. I think. Jerry suddenly understood the poster--the solitary man on the beach standing upright and alone and unafraid, poised at the moment of making hi...
Go get your bus, square boy.
He was afraid that his body would come loose, all his bones spilling out like a building collapsing, like a picket fence clattering apart.
Cities fell. Earth opened. Planets tilted. Stars plummeted. And the awful silence.
Pluck my heartFrom my fleshAnd eat it.....
Do I dare disturb the universe? Yes I do, I do. I think.
Family life was wonderful. The streets were bleak. The playgrounds were bleak. But home was always warm. My mother and father had a great relationship. I always felt 'safe' there.
Sometimes I wake up at night in a panic. Wondering: What will my life be like? And sometimes I even wonder: Who am I? What am I doing here, on this planet, in this city, in this house? And it gives me...
They don't actually want you to do your own thing, not unless it's their thing too.
There was nothing more beautiful in the world than the sight of a teacher getting upset.
Ray Bannister started to build the guillotine the day Jerry Renault returned to Monument.
He closed the locker quickly so no one would see the damage. For some reason, he felt ashamed.
Was this all there was to life, after all? You finished school, found an occupation, got married, became a father, watched your wife die, and then lived through days and nights that seemed to have no...
He was swept with a sadness, a sadness deep and penetrating, leaving him desolate like someone washed up on a beach, a lone survivor in a world full of strangers.