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She dates some – women and men. She has slipped into bisexuality without needing to make a big thing about it. She is seventy, and she believes you try new things or you may as well die.

Anticipating the worst doesn’t provide insurance from the worst happening,” Mimmy says.

Maybe we’ll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now, I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.

I thought of summer as the living time; the rest of the year was the backward time, the writing time.

I felt guilty, but lighter. I had turned my problem into someone else’s.

An “online presence” is “all the true things and all the lies about a person on the Internet.

I don’t think I would have minded you being the keeper of my secrets.

I longed for Mum in the most primitive way.

Well, for one, you have to remember not to scream. Once you have their attention, whispering is much more effective. Screaming ghosts scare people, you know.

If this were a novel, I’d stop reading right now. I’d throw it across the room.

On Earth, Liz was constantly occupied with studying and finding a college and a career and all those other things that the adults in her life deemed terribly important. Since she had died, everything she was doing on Earth had seemed entirely meaningless. From Liz’s point of view, the question of what her life would be was now definitively answered. The story of her life is short and pointless: There once was a girl who got hit by a car and died. The end.

Oh yes, it’s very tragic. Why does everyone always like love stories? What about absence-of-love stories? Aren’t they much more common?

Covers matter. In my experience, a different cover can make you think you’re reading an entirely different book.

A woman should never please other people at the expense of pleasing herself.

What suit jacket would say “supportive,” “feminist,” “unbroken,” “optimistic”? What one effing suit jacket could possibly accomplish that?

Amelia’s mother had died two years ago, and though their relationship had been challenging at times, she misses her with an unexpected ferocity. For instance, until her death, her mother had sent her new underwear in the mail every other month. Amelia had not once had to buy underwear her whole life. Recently, she had found herself standing in the lingerie department at TJ Maxx, and as she went through the panty bin, she had begun to cry: No one will ever love me that much again.

I am the proud owner of several complexes. But who isn’t? When you think about it, isn’t a person just a structure built in reaction to the landscape and the weather?

Every word the right one and exactly where it should be. That’s basically the highest compliment I can give.

They didn’t put a scarlet letter on her chest, but they didn’t need to. That’s what the Internet is for.

No one, not even the rain has such soft hands.

She could remember the sensation of flying through the air, which seemed to last an eternity. She could remember feeling reckless, happy, and doomed, all at the same time. She could remember thinking, I am above gravity.

It’s when you don’t need something that you tend to lose it.

Turns out I really like bookstores. You know, I meet a lot of people in my line of work. A lot of folks pass through Alice Island, especially in the summer. I’ve seen movie people on vacation and I’ve seen music people and newspeople, too. There ain’t nobody in the world like book people. It’s a business of gentlemen and gentlewoman.

You forget all of them. Even the ones you said you loved, and even the ones you actually did. They’re the last to go. And then once you’ve forgotten enough, you love someone else.

When you think about it, isn’t a person just a structure built in reaction to the landscape and the weather?

In life, Jane reflected, the most interesting things tend to happen when you’re on your way to do something else.

But in my defense, I knew enough about her to know I wanted to know everything else; I knew as much about her as she wanted me to know; I knew as much about her as anyone ever knows about anyone. And isn’t love just curiosity at the beginning anyway?

So I will wait, because I would rather wait for you than waste my time with someone who isn’t you.

Embeth looked at the return address. It was from her most faithful friend, Shipment Fulfillment Center.

I do believe that food lobbies exert enormous, at times insidious, power over what we eat, that our water supplies are not being protected as much as they probably should be and that, in general, people are more interested in smart phones than museums.

It is time for you to set your house in order.

Daddy once said, “If you don’t know what you believe, Annie, you’ll be a lost soul.

If Jenny were a book, she would be a paperback just out of the box – no dog ears, no waterlogging, no creases in her spine.

My point is, it’s tempting,” she said. “It is certainly tempting to continue on with something because it has already begun.

If you’re honest with yourself, one of the reasons you moved into an off-campus apartment and didn’t get any roommates is because you hoped something like this would happen. You set the stage, and you knew the player wouldn’t be able to resist the call of the theater.

I knew near everything about him, and he knew near everything about me, and all that made our quite a kind of song.

I don’t believe in writer’s block.

Infinite Jest is an endurance contest. You manage to get through it and you have no choice but to say you like it. Otherwise, you have to deal with the fact that you just wasted weeks of your life.

I do not know much about boys, but I think superior research skills would be a Very Good Thing to have in a boyfriend.

Why are you so quiet?” he asks. Because, you want to say, I am a person with an interior world that you know nothing about.

You wouldn’t be abandoning me if you stopped to get a Band-Aid, you know.

He was so handsome. I nearly wanted to swoon. The word swoon had never even popped into my head before I saw him that night, let alone as something that I might do.

We had been there about four days when she said, “It feels like last year was a dream,” she said. “It feels like I had a fever, and the fever has finally broken.” “I’m glad,” I said. “Still,” she said, “sometimes I miss the fever.

In truth, she hadn’t put much thought into whether she was happy before. She supposes that since she never thought about it, she must have been happy. People who are happy don’t really need to ask themselves if they are happy or not, do they? They just are happy, she thinks.

Just because something is a small problem doesn’t mean it shouldn’t be addressed. Small injustices conceal larger ones” -Anya.

The first way Maya approaches a book is to smell it.

I like all weddings, but isn’t it particularly lovely when two grown-ups decide to get married?

And I was crying for gravity. It had sent me down the stairs, and I’d thought that meant something, but maybe it was just the direction that all things tend to flow.

When I was in my twenties and broke, I’d buy books before food. A meal will sustain you for a few hours, a good book will sustain you for life.

People knowing your private business gave them power over you” -Anya.

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