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April 25 - May 6, 2025
I feel like the girl. Sometimes I feel like the bird. Sometimes I feel like the photographer, unable to do anything but watch. Kevin Carter killed himself after he won the Pulitzer. Sometimes I think I understand why.
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I think fate conspires against us. Or maybe fate conspires with us.
a definition for insanity that talks about doing the same thing over and over again, expecting a different result.
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Men can be like toddlers, Juliet. Sometimes all they need is something shiny to distract them.
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My heart keeps fluttering, a butterfly trapped between cupped palms.
I wonder, if I keep faking it, will I eventually believe it? A part of me worries that I’ll keep faking it and completely forget what’s real at all.
“One day isn’t your whole life, Murph.” He waits until I look at him. “A day is just a day.”
There’s not a joy the world can give like that it takes away, when the glow of early thought declines in feeling’s dull decay.’”
“I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.” I can’t remember the last time I felt like the master of my own fate.