The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

by V.E. Schwab

paralyzed by the idea that whatever you choose to do, it means choosing not to do a hundred other things, so

Blink and you’re twenty-eight, and everyone else is now a mile down the road, and you’re still trying to find it, and the irony is hardly lost on you that in wanting to live, to learn, to find yourself, you’ve gotten lost.

That time always ends a second before you’re ready. That life is the minutes you want minus one.