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He couldn’t believe it was only Wednesday. And it was made worse when he realized it was actually Tuesday.
The smile should have been lovely, but it didn’t reach his eyes.
“There’s music everywhere, Mr. Baker. You just have to learn to listen for it.”
Today he wore blue socks with clouds on them. Linus refused to be charmed. He mostly succeeded.
Death is wonderful to music. It makes the singers sound like ghosts.”
To err is to be human, irrational or not. And while some mistakes are bigger than others, if we learn from them, we become better people. Even if we have spiders in our brains.”
“Humanity is so weird. If we’re not laughing, we’re crying or running for our lives because monsters are trying to eat us. And they don’t even have to be real monsters. They could be the ones we make up in our heads. Don’t you think that’s weird?” “I suppose. But I’d rather be that way than the alternative.” “Which is?” “Not feeling anything at all.”
“Change comes when people want it enough, Mr. Baker.
His thoughts were all cerulean.
It's BLUE, the feeling I've got, and it's oooooh-oooh-woah—
“I popped my bubble,” he told her, needing her to understand. “It kept me safe, but it also kept me from living.
