Past Midnight Quotes

“You could have all the crazy thoughts you wanted, as long as you smiled and kept them to yourself.”
― Mara Purnhagen, Past Midnight

“Who cares what other people think? Don't let the opinions of others define you.”
― Mara Purnhagen, Past Midnight

“I had learned how to leave a place behind without leaving a piece of myself along with it, but more important, I had taught myself how to be detached. I never joined teams or clubs, and I doubted my picture appeared in a single yearbook.

I was, in a way, a ghost: no one could prove I had ever existed once I physically left a location.”
― Mara Purnhagen, Past Midnight

“I wanted someone to gaze at me that way, someone to share a truly incredible moment with. I wondered how long I would have to wait.”
― Mara Purnhagen, Past Midnight

“I was never normal, but I liked to pretend that I was. It usually took a few months before everyone else caught on.”
― Mara Purnhagen, Past Midnight

“I see her,” a man’s voice whispered. A chill spread through me. Shane played it again. Never had three little words terrified me so much. I see her.”
― Mara Purnhagen, Past Midnight

“As we headed toward the living room, I couldn’t help feeling dread. It was as if I was being led to my own beheading.”
― Mara Purnhagen, Past Midnight

“I froze, my hand on the wall, and listened. Someone was definitely upstairs. I reached into my pocket for my cell phone and took a step back toward the front door. I kept my eyes on the stairs and my hand on the cell phone. A light flashed across the hallway”
― Mara Purnhagen, Past Midnight

“It was strangely simple the way that one thing suddenly defined you to other people.”
― Mara Purnhagen, Past Midnight

“My legs felt shaky and I gripped the back of Dad’s chair. The still images on the screen stared back at me. “Do you know what caused it?” I asked. No one said anything. I looked at Mom. “What triggered it?” “You did,” she said gently. “We think you’re the trigger.”
― Mara Purnhagen, Past Midnight

“Do you see those white shapes?” he asked. I sucked in my breath. “What is it?” Mom shook her head. “We’re not sure yet. But, Charlotte, whatever they are, it appears that they followed us here.”
― Mara Purnhagen, Past Midnight

“Too cold,” I mumbled. A second later, I felt a warm sensation, almost as if someone was lowering a blanket onto me. “Charlotte.” It was just a whisper, faint and far away.”
― Mara Purnhagen, Past Midnight