Everything Is Temporary Quotes

“Please, I’m just trying to understand what’s happening. He gave me this book that he swears explains everything, but I don’t know what to make of it.”
“Everything Is Temporary,” she said. Simply producing the words made her look like it left a rotten taste in her mouth. I nodded.
“You’ve read it?”
“No. I’ve spent a lifetime trying to forget he ever existed. The last thing I want to do is further indulge in a psychopath’s delusions.”
“Please,” I begged once more. “Can we just sit for a minute? I feel like I’m going crazy. I’m just looking for an explanation.”
― Jon Cohn, Everything Is Temporary

“Do you really not see any of the living Hummels? The talking tree?”
He collapsed onto the floor, his shaky legs finally giving out on him. Tears dripped from his eyes onto the carpet, next to blood droplets coming from his nostril.
“Am I going crazy?”
Mrs. Claus frowned, her eyebrows drooping. “No, Tim. You’re not going crazy. Yes, I know all about the Christmas magic.”
“Why would you lie to me?” Tim asked between gasping breaths.
“I’m sorry for lying. I wanted to share something special with you, but I was afraid.”
“Afraid?”
Mrs. Claus knelt and pressed some gauze against Tim’s bleeding nose. “I was afraid that if I told you the truth, you would bring others over to see me, and then my secret would be out. You have to understand, Christmas magic is a very special thing. It’s not for everyone.”
― Jon Cohn, Everything Is Temporary

“Confrontational is one of the last words I would have used to describe him. He never held grudges or got aggressive. If anything, he worked hard to ignore conflict as much as possible. Who would he hate so much that he would try to murder them? My mind went back to the guy he saw at the mall yesterday who triggered this whole breakdown, but it seemed impossible Tom could have somehow tracked down a total stranger over the course of one night and then made the decision to try and end their life, with fire of all things.”
― Jon Cohn, Everything Is Temporary

“Look at that. He looked right at her.”
Tom pressed a paint crusted finger against the screen.
“Who is he? What are you doing with this man?”
The whole situation felt upside down. I was supposed to be the anxious one, Tom the voice of reason. I grabbed him again, this time digging my nails into his arm to make sure he paid attention to me.
“Tom, you need to calm down, right now.” He chewed his lip, clearly frustrated, his eyes darting between me and the screen.
“Look at me. What’s going on?”
Tom winced several times, like he was about to say something, before finally blowing out a hard puff of breath.
“I don’t know. That guy, he just feels…wrong.”
― Jon Cohn, Everything Is Temporary

“Okay, Sarah, don’t freak out,” Tom began.
“What happened?” I asked with all the urgency he was trying to preface against.
“Everything’s alright. We just need to go down to the Mission Valley Mall and straighten out a couple things. Emma called. She’s fine, but I guess she got in trouble for something, and we have to talk to security or a manager.”
“What did she do? Are they calling the police?”
“They didn’t say anything about cops. She sounded pretty upset. I mostly wanted to keep her calm until we could get there.”
― Jon Cohn, Everything Is Temporary