Q: Know yourself and go in swinging... (c) And the book does exactly that.
Speculative fiction cross dystopian cross teenage drama at its best.
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A book... It's a world all on its own, too. ... A world made of words... where you live for a while. ...
And then it's over... (c)
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People see stories everywhere...We take random events and we put them together in a pattern so we can comfort ourselves with a story, no matter how much it obviously isn't true...
We have to lie to ourselves to live. Otherwise, we'd go crazy. (c)
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There's always beauty, if you know where to look (c)
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... it's possible to die before you die. (c)
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... imagine there’s this thing that always sits there in the room with you. And everyone knows it’s there and no one will ever say a single goddamn word about it until it becomes like an extra person living in your house that you have to make room for. And if you bring it up, they pretend they don’t know what you’re talking about. (c)
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Something I chose to forget because it didn’t fit in with how shit everything was. (c)
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Life does not have to go how you think it will... Not even when you are very sure what is going to happen. (c)
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People ask for what they need in different ways. Sometimes by not even asking for it at all. (c)
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They’re weak and strong and they make mistakes, like anyone, like he has. And love and care have all kinds of different faces, and within them, there’s room for understanding, and for forgiveness, and for more. (c)
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If there really is more to life, I want to live all of it. (c)
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There’s always beauty... If you know where to look. (c)
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Haven't you ever felt like there has to be more? Like there's more out there somewhere, just beyond your grasp, if you could only get to it... (c)
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Real life is only ever just real life. Messy. What it means depends on how you look at it. The only thing you've got to do is find a way to live there. (c)
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When they were together like that, they had been their own private universe, bounded just by themselves, a population of two. They were the world, and the world was them. (c)
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... what I've learned is that there actually is more. There's you guys. You guys are my more. (c)
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Where did you learn English? The 1950s? (c)
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He readied himself to let go, to plunge in, to begin the swim out into the farther cold, out into the terrible, terrible freedom that awaited.
He was here. He had made it this far. There was so very little distance left to go, and he was the one who had brought himself here.
It was almost over. He was almost there.
He had never, not once in his life, felt this powerful. (c)
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Self-contained ... Worse, it had been accompanied by an equally hard lifelong yearning, a feeling that there had to be more, more than just all this weight.
Because if there wasn't, what was the point? (c)