Already Roland feels his limbs starting to go numb. He swallows hard. "I hate this. I hate you. I hate all of you." "I understand.
Then she offers him a slim but sincere smile, and he reluctantly returns it. It doesn't bridge the gap between them, but at least it marks the spot where the bridge might be built.
Do you know that if you take the books in an average school library and stretched out all those words into a single line, the line would go all the way around the world? Actually, I made that up, but doesn't it sound like it should be true?
They say you never know who's the real hero and who's the real coward until you're looking death in the face. I've always been afraid of plenty of things, but fear isn't what makes you a coward. It's how depraved your heart becomes when fear gets pumped through it.
The scariest thing of all is never knowing what you're suddenly going to believe.
And next to Allie, the screamer, once more reminded of his job, began to wail in Allie's ear. Reflexively Allie clapped her hand over his mouth. "That," she said, "is totally uncalled for. Don't do that again. Ever." The screamer looked at her with worried eyes. "Are we clear on this subject?" said Allie. The screamer nodded and she removed her hand. "Can I scream a little?" he asked. "No," said Allie. "Your screaming days are over." "Darn." And he was quiet thereafter.
We weren't going anywhere," Nick said with a smile. He was trying to sound charming, but instead wound up sounding heavily sedated.
I mean, it's like we all get our raw materials from our families―but it's up to us whether we build bridges or bombs.
Because if their own parents didn't care enough about them to keep them, who would want them in Heaven?
Mental illness is by far the most misunderstood, and stigmatized, of all afflictions. Statistically, one in three families in the U.S. deals with mental illness, and yet it's rarely discussed in the open. It's time for that to change.
A family is a collection of strangers trapped in a web of DNA and forced to cope.
Dreams can twist your emotions like no reality can.
My grandmother used to say that twisting paths always cross again," he told her. "And whose paths are more twisted than ours?
Their fate rested entirely on me. I could save them by telling the truth. I could destroy them by lying. No one should have that much power.
Whoever invented the spork should be killed.
Tranq'd by your own gun,"Lev says."How pathetic.
Death doesn't just make all the world kin, it makes all religions one
A pedestal is the most insidious prison ever devised.
It can be said, then, that Everlost is heaven...for the places that deserve a share of forever. Such places are few and far between...The greatest of these stood near Manhattan's southern-most tip: the two gray brothers to the green statue in the bay. The towers had found their heaven...held fast, and held forever by the memories of a mourning world, and by the dignity of the souls who got where they were going on that dark September day.
You don’t just go to somebody and say, ‘I’m a better person because you’re in my head.
Lev smiles. "Leave it to you to turn someone else's screwup into gold
Makes sense, the earth is quick to consume the flesh of things that ain't natural.
We want what you no longer want.
I have no idea,' he tells her, and there is such a spark in his eye when he says it, she can tell having no idea is exactly the way he wants it.
Revelations are never convenient, and always annoying.
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