“Tell me that that’s what it’s like to fall in love, like you don’t have room for yourself in your own feet.”
― And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer
― And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer
“I only had you for the blink of an eye,” he says.
She laughs. “You had me an entire lifetime. All of mine.”
“That wasn’t enough”
― And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer
She laughs. “You had me an entire lifetime. All of mine.”
“That wasn’t enough”
― And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer
“When she fucked up, all those years ago, just a little girl terrified. into paralysis, she collapsed into the enigma of herself. And I could have done that, but I saw where it led for her. So I still believe in the Great Perhaps, and I can believe in it spite of having lost her.
Beacause I will forget her, yes. That which came together will fall apart imperceptibly slowly, and I will forget, but she will forgive my forgetting, just as I forgive her for forgetting me and the Colonel and everyone but herself and her mom in those last moments she spent as a person. I know that she forgives me for being dumb and sacred and doing the dumb and scared thing. I know she forgives me, just as her mother forgives her.”
― Looking for Alaska
Beacause I will forget her, yes. That which came together will fall apart imperceptibly slowly, and I will forget, but she will forgive my forgetting, just as I forgive her for forgetting me and the Colonel and everyone but herself and her mom in those last moments she spent as a person. I know that she forgives me for being dumb and sacred and doing the dumb and scared thing. I know she forgives me, just as her mother forgives her.”
― Looking for Alaska
“Death does that to us, it’s like a phone call, you always remember exactly what you should have said the moment you hang up.”
― Us Against You
― Us Against You
“The teacher wanted us to write what we thought the meaning of life was once.” “What did you write?” “Company.” Grandpa closes his eyes. “That’s the best answer I’ve heard.” “My teacher said I had to write a longer answer.” “So what did you do?” “I wrote: Company. And ice cream.” Grandpa spends a moment or two thinking that over. Then he asks: “What kind of ice cream?” Noah smiles. It’s nice to be understood.”
― And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer
― And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer
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