Dash & Lily's Book of Dares

by Rachel Cohn

I want to believe that my hope is not in vain.

think we can find the truths that live behind our words. I wish I could remember the moment when I was a kid and I discovered that the letters linked into words, and that the words linked to real things. What a revelation that must have been. We don’t have the words for it, since we hadn’t yet learned the words. It must have been astonishing, to be given the key to the kingdom and see it turn

spent hours doing this. I didn’t say a word, but I wasn’t conscious of my silence. The sound of my own life, my own internal life, was all that I needed.

It’s hard to show that you tried unless you end up succeeding.

It was one of those moments when you feel the future so much that it humbles the present. Her absence was palpable, even though she was still in the room.

Why is it so much easier to talk to a stranger? Why do we feel we need that disconnect in order to connect?

We are reading the story of our lives As though we were in it, As though we had written it.

suspected that when something was a beginning and an ending at the same time, that meant it could only exist in the present. And

I am not dangerous. Only the stories are dangerous. Only the fictions we create, especially when they become expectations.

need to keep my mind open for what could happen and not decide that the world is hopeless if what I want to happen doesn’t happen. Because something else great might happen in between.