The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

by V.E. Schwab

Stories are a way to preserve one’s self. To be remembered. And to forget.

Books, she has found, are a way to live a thousand lives—or to find strength in a very long one.

But if you only walk in other people’s steps, you cannot make your own way. You cannot leave a mark.”

They look at you and see whatever they want … Because they don’t see you at all.

“Because happiness is brief, and history is lasting, and in the end,” he says, “everyone wants to be remembered.”