Flowers for Algernon

by Daniel Keyes

I feel sick. Not like for a doctor, but inside my chest it feels empty, like getting punched and a heartburn at the same time.

And I have to love someone.

I respect his dedication—maybe even more because he’s just an ordinary man trying to do a great man’s work, while the great men are all busy making bombs.”

If I could reach out into the past of my memories, I would make her see how much she was hurting me.

the possibility of helping others like myself, I will be satisfied. Whatever happens to me, I will have lived a thousand normal lives by what I might add to others not yet born. That’s enough.

I am afraid. Not of life, or death, or nothingness, but of wasting it as if I had never been.

Please, God, don’t take it all away.

The only bad thing about having Alice here with me is that now I feel I should fight this thing. I want to stop time, freeze myself at this level and never let go of her.

The important thing was to keep moving upward no matter what happened.

Im glad I got a second chanse in life like you said to be smart because I lerned alot of things that I never even new were in this werld and Im grateful I saw it all even for a littel bit.