Marrow

by Tarryn Fisher

Sadness is an emotion you can trust. It is stronger than all of the other emotions. It makes happiness look fickle and untrustworthy. It pervades, lasts longer, and replaces the good feelings with such an eloquent ease you don’t even feel the shift until you are suddenly wrapped in its chains.

I imagine that being wanted is the greatest feeling. A feeling that solidifies your stay in this life, justifies it.

Nothing is better than the discovery of another living, breathing human, who fights the same as you do, loves the same as you do, and understands you with such clarity that it feels erotic.

“No, it’s never stupid to dream. Dreams are plans; they get your heart moving, and once your heart gets moving, your brain will follow.”

Judah says that where we’re from is in us—in our marrow. You can put us anywhere else in the world,

but we carry our origin with us everywhere we go. If he’s right, I’ll never fucking get away.

Life is all about allowing people choices to be who they want. But the majority of people choose to be worthless.

“That’s because humans are built to live with pain. Weak people let their pain choke them to a slow, emotional death. Strong people use that pain, Margo. They use it as fuel.”

“You have to be willing to be happy. Despite the mess of your life—just accept what’s happened, throw away your ideals, and create a new map of happiness to follow.”