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.

ideas are so much wilder than memories, that they long and look for ways of taking root.

What a luxury, to tell one’s story. To be read, remembered.

There is a defiance in being a dreamer.

“Pain can be beautiful,” he says, exhaling a cloud of smoke. “It can transform. It can create.”

Everyone thinks photography is truth, but it’s just a very convincing lie.”