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That was what her parents did not understand—and had never understood—about stories. Liza told herself storied as though she was weaving and knotting an endless rope. Then, no matter how dark or terrible the pit she found herself in, she could pull herself out, inch by inch and hand over hand, on the long rope of stories.


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The rules of Panic are simple. Anyone can enter. But only one person will win.
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Her fierce and fearful friend --who loved country music and cherry Pop Tarts and singing in public a...
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Chance. Stupid, dumb, blind chance. Just a part of the strange mechanism of the world, with its fits...
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And when I wake up it's wonderful, like I've been carried quietly onto a calm, peaceful shore, and t...
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Memory is like that, too. We build careful bridges. But they're weaker than we think.
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The funny thing about almost-dying is that afterward everyone expects you to jump on the happy train...
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How do I know I can trust you?' she said finally.
'That's the thing about trust.' He crunched a...
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But maybe happiness isn't in the choosing. Maybe it's in the fiction, in the pretending: that wherev...
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Now, after so many years, I understand what the Coldness was and where it came from—this sense tha...
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I run for I don't know how long. Hours, maybe, or days. Alex told me to run. So I run. You have to u...
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Could it be? Samantha Kingston? Home? On a Friday?”
I roll my eyes. “I don’t know. Did y...
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I shiver, thinking how easy it is to be totally wrong about people-to see one tiny part of them and ...
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Here's another thing to remember: hope keeps you alive. Even when you're dead, it's the only thing t...
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Most of the time - 99 percent of the time - you just don't know how and why the threads are looped t...
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Everywhere he touches is fire. My whole body is burning up, the two of us becoming twin points of th...
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One of the strangest things about life is that it will chug on, blind and oblivious, even as your pr...
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Now I'd rather be infected with love for the tiniest sliver of a second than live a hundred years sm...
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And now I know why they invented words for love, why they had to: It's the only thing that can come ...
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[S]he'd realized that he had loved her only because she belonged to him.
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Sometimes I feel as though there are two me's, one coasting directly on top of the other: the superf...
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Everything in me feels fluttering and free, like I could take off from the ground at any second. Mus...
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Time becomes a stutter-the space between drumbeats, splintered into fragments, and also endlessly lo...
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If you're ever wishing for things to go back to the way they were. You just have to look up
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That’s when you realize the most of it—life, the relentless mechanism of existing—isn’t abou...
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Someday all the wilds will be razed, and we will be left with a concrete landscape, a land of pretty...
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I wonder idly how long i can go without sleep before I flip my shit and start running down the stree...
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Finishing books - and leaving the world you've created - is always a kind of emotionally wrenchi...
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Everything looks stark and vivid and frozen, as though drawn precisely and outlined in ink - parents...
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I’ll tell you another secret, this one for your own good. You may think the past has something to ...
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It's funny, isn't it? When you are young you just want to be old, and then later you wish you could ...
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Live free or die.
Four words. Thirteen letters. Ridges, bumps, swirls under my fingertips.
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Grief is like sinking, like being buried. I am in water the tawny color of kicked-up dirt. Every bre...
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This is the past: It drifts, it gathers. If you are not careful, it will bury you.
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Be honest: Are you surprised that I didn't realize sooner? Are you surprised that it took me so long...
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I want to apologize to you,” she says calmly.
“Oh yeah? For what?” I don’t have time fo...
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I'm a nonperson, a shadow, a ghost. Even before the accident I'm not sure that I was a whole ...
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No one can tell us no. No one can make us stop. We have picked each other, and the rest of the world...
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My heart shoots into my throat every time I think I see his loping walk, or catch sight of some flop...
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i feel like a curtain has dropped away and i'm seeing people for who they really are, different, and...
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Who the hell calls at two in the morning?"
"Maybe it's Matt Wilde, confessing his love," Lindsa...
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Love will turn the whole world into something greater than itself.
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How did I love her?
Let me count the ways.
The freckles on her nose like the shadow of a s...
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Everyone is asleep. They've all been asleep for years. You seemed ... awake.' Alex is whispering now...
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A good friend keeps your secrets for you. A best friend helps you keep your own secrets.
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Quizá para ti hay un
mañana. Quizá para ti hay mil mañanas, o tres mil, o diez mil, tanto t...
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That’s when I realized that certain moments go on forever. Even after they’re over they still go...
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(I)f you do not believe that hearts can bloom suddenly bigger, and that love can open like a flower ...
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I used to think that's what love was: knowing someone so well he was like a part of you.
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How is it possible, I think, to change so much and not be able to change anything at all?
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With 'Delirium,' I had to spend time thinking about the political, social and religious stru...
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