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I know what that’s like, the way life sneaks up on you. The way you end up alone, one day at a time.
A risk is always easier to take when it doesn’t belong to you.
Most people don’t know what this is like. They don’t know how it feels to know you’ll never go home again.
Men are always more charming when they’re about to get what they want.
that’s the problem with dreams. They rarely come true the way you expect them to.
Brett was the human incarnation of Spirit Halloween, taking old, derelict buildings and transforming them into something new, something brimming with possibilities.
The truth can be so tedious to some people.
“Perhaps we’re all ghosts,” she says, as if being a specter is no more than a point of view.
he’s on a roll now, and he doesn’t seem to want to stop. Once you get lonely people talking, that tends to happen.
I’ve never met anyone in my life who can make an accusation sound so cordial.
It’s strange how many directions you can travel in the world and how few of those paths you ever choose.
Petty grudges are the most stubborn grudges.
that we were talking about family, and family is the ultimate trap. It’s something you carry with you for life—the people you come from and the marks they leave on you.
“I survived,” I say, and it feels like everything and nothing at the same time.
Why are we like this? Why do we chase after the very people who chase us away?
the people could only keep secrets, not promises.
Sometimes, it’s like the whole world is a rerun.
There are ways to fix every other mistake in life except this one. Because once you have children, they’re the ultimate trap. A gift you can never return.
Where does someone truly belong? Is it where you came from or where you’re going?
Every life is a haunted house in one way or another.
Writing is an act of magic. It can also be an act of self-discovery and self-preservation.
Whoever you are and wherever you may roam, thank you for picking up this book and reading it. It means the world to me.
