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That was back when he was stupid, though. Before now, when he’s even stupider.

May you always be as thoroughly unhappy as you want to be.

Sometimes it’s hard to tell what’s good and what’s just easy.

The next two days are, basically, me worrying about what happens next.
Oh, I know what happens next—I’m just worrying about it anyway.

The next two days are, basically, me worrying about what happens next.
Oh, I know what happens next—I’m just worrying about it anyway.

If you’re born to be hanged, you’ll never be drowned.

And all it had taken was opening my heart and
trusting the people around me, the simple acknowledgment
that I didn’t have to go it alone. What had I been trying all
those years to prove?

I wanted it all gone—not just the events of the past month but also the baggage I’d carried with me all my life. I wanted it burned off me until all that was left was a new, shiny layer of personhood. I no longer wanted to fight. I wanted a rebirth.

I gulped it down, realizing I’d only ever used that cup when swallowing pills. No more drugs, no more alcohol, no more numbing of emotions with hazy nights and underwater days.

“Maybe you’re looking for something that doesn’t exist."

In the night, nothing felt significant.

“A lot of days I’m fine. But then there’s the smallest reminder and … I don’t know how to explain this to someone who hasn’t been through it,” she said. “I’ll never be over it. Not really.”

I felt homesick every day for
a family that had never existed in the first place.

The irony was, I’d managed to convince everyone
except myself.

Only way I can do something
this frightening is to tell myself I’m not doing it!

But Calcifer said what he really wanted was company. They then went into the shop all day and left him alone.

It was strange to realize that a dragon who couldn’t be hurt on the outside could have so many ragged holes on the inside.

But now it had vanished, and you stood on the same spot, and it was not the same. Even if nothing changed.

But that was just it. We weren’t hopeless. We were good. We were the
best.
And we never fully realized it until it was too late.

I’m terrified just thinking about it. And it’s not just sudden terror. It’s a cozy, comfortable terror with a permanent seat at the table. I’ve felt it for a long time.

And maybe,
just maybe,
he’d come back one day,
and burn that
fucking
palace
to the ground.

If you want to live where people are not afraid of mice, you must give up
living in palaces.

Now, let me ask you this. Who killed the girls? The dragon? Or their father?

I’ll bet there are apes in the Borneo rain
forests with a better grasp of literacy than him.

But she wanted to do something—she was not sure what—that had a bit more interest to it than simply trimming hats. Now she was finding that there were some things she could only do when there were no excuses left, as interesting things did seem to happen, but always to somebody else.

Because he only pretends to enjoy lies, and she knew that when he said it. The truth hurts so much better.

A surprise, even a little one, means a change in the world, and Sophia likes her world as it is. She likes it so much.

Mattie didn’t believe in happy endings. She didn’t even believe in
happy middles. It was only at that beginning part of the story, when
you were young and didn’t know any better, that you could be happy
And carefree. Once life piled up on you, happiness was impossible.

She stifled a crazy laugh, the kind of laugh that only emerged
when a person was at the end of their rope.

Red means stop, she thought. Red means I can’t go on anymore.