I spent most of my teen years trying to figure out the rules of life, theories for why things happened, why people behaved as they did, and mostly I came to the conclusion that either there were no ru...
One of the greatest tragedies of growing up is the discovery that your parents- and your teachers, and your sports heroes, and your favorite actors, singers, YouTube sensations- are fallible. Adults d...
We would get high only for a higher purpose, Lacey had decreed.
Loretta didn’t have much time left for mothering, and once I was old enough to fry my own eggs, she started leaving me home with the cat. Then the cat ran away; she didn’t notice. Poor
Popularity gives you power only over people who care about being popular. Ostracism gives you power only over those who fear being ostracized.
The world was so much more forgiving of strength when it took on the appearance of weakness.
They wondered at the consequences of teaching a girl she was weak instead of warning her she was strong.
I envied Elizabeth- but I admired Groot. Because if you truly believed in the lightning bolts, why not do everything in your power to take them for yourself.
For me, the teen years were all about searching for a place for myself, wondering why I seemed so different than everyone else, wondering especially why no one could look past the surface and figure o...
I longed to return to that bloody riverbank, to throw myself in the path of the final arrow, to die ignorant, and so, in love. Better to be killed by an arrow than by the words of the one I most trust...
It was only ours the way everything was ours: because the world we created between the two of us was secret and wholly owned.
I knew we were better together than we were alone, and better still than everyone else, and that was enough.
Life is a physics problem. Bodies in motion.
A fundamentalist is someone who wants to substitute what he believes for what you believe, Max said. And someone who thinks he knows the will of God better than anyone else.
My secret self, the scarecrow-Lacey built of twigs and mud and bark, the Lacey who was made of forest and would someday be summoned home.
It was almost a relief, no longer having to be extraordinary. To give up on existential questioning and simply abide.
The days had no shape. They passed, which was good enough.
Not that my arms are getting tired or anything, but... how much longer is the hugging phase going to last?
No matter how terrifying, they need to decide that the only rules that matter are the ones they write themselves.
And you know what? If there is a God, and it's that same God who's so eager to have temples built in honor of his greatness, and wars fought over him, and people dropping to their knees telling him wh...
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