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Nothing like success to kill the fire that used to burn in his belly. Every flat, every condo, every brownstone he’d looked at that morning had seemed like a stranger’s home, and if he moved in, he’d be living a stranger’s life. Maybe he’d simply outgrown that old dream and hadn’t found a new dream to replace it yet.
No wonder she was winning. As smart as she was pretty.
On Clock Island, a girl with soft brown hair and a long wooden spoon fed freshly caught stars to the Man in the Moon.
He dreamed. He imagined. He painted. Don’t ask him what anything meant. None of his business. All that mattered was that his dream had been a good one, one he wanted to stay in when he woke up.
How did you make adults face their fears when being an adult was nothing but waking up every morning with their fears already in their faces?
Finding out the reason my parents and my sister didn’t love me is that there’s nothing to love about me. And trust me, I know how pathetic that sounds, but no matter how old you get, no matter how many times you tell yourself it was them and not you, you never really persuade yourself that it wasn’t you.”
“Find anything you like?” Hugo asked. You, she thought but kept that to herself.
And when you feel wanted for the first time in your life, you realize how much you’ve been starving for it.”
“It’s fun, isn’t it?” he said. “Reading all about people facing their fears. Not so much fun to do it yourself.” “I’m not afraid of Angie. I hate her. There’s a difference.” “I know fear when I see it,” he said. “Trust me. I see it in the mirror every morning.” Lucy glared at him. “What are you afraid of? You’re rich. You can buy anything you need or want.” “I can’t buy time. No one in the world can buy time. All those wasted years of my life…I can’t buy them back. And if there was one thing I would buy if I could, it would be the time I wasted running from what I was afraid of instead of
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“Sometimes the thing we want most in the world is the thing we’re most afraid of. And the thing we’re most afraid of is often the thing we most want. What do you want most in the world?”
“I’m not worried about you having kids. You’d be a great mom. You know kids deserve to be loved. You knew you deserved to be loved, and you tried to tell us all that, and we just didn’t listen.”
“Hate is a knife without a handle. You can’t cut something with it without cutting yourself.”
“Because only brave children know that wishing is never enough. You have to try to make your own wishes come true.
Always be quiet when a heart is breaking.
“I’ve waited long enough to be happy. Don’t make me wait any longer.”
It was some of the best work he’d done. Who knew happiness was the best muse of all?
But I was afraid you’d talk me out of it, and it wasn’t the time for second-guessing. I’d been a coward too long. It was time to take my own advice and be a little bit brave. Or stupid. Hard to tell the difference sometimes.”
