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'Quentin knew he wasn't happy. Why not? He had painstakingly assembled all the ingredients of happiness. He had performed all the necessary rituals, spoken the words, lit the candles, made the sacrifices. But happiness, like a disobedient spirit, refused to come. He couldn't think what else to do.'

'Can't' paints such an accurate picture of what depression feels like.

'Never wake the dreamers from their dreams'

'we are only human, a condition of perpetual uncertainty and failure'

'Tired can be a kind of sick, if it lasts for long enough.'

'I stood looking over my damaged home and tried to forget the sweetness of life on Earth.'

'"I..." Jeevan didn't know how to explain himself, so he stepped back and gestured weakly at the carts instead of speaking. Frank manoeuvred his wheelchair forward and peered down the hall.
"I see you went shopping," Frank said.'

'Jeevan was crushed by a sudden certainty that this was it, that this illness Hua was describing was going to be the divide between a before and an after, a line drawn through his life '

'And if you die, isn't the stillness of death preferable to the vain agitation and senseless chaos of your life?'

'For her, the world was divided into two kinds of jobs: those where you had to stand up, and those where you could sit down. If you were standing up, you were paid hourly. If you were sitting down, you were salaried. Currently Amy's job was standing (bad), but she knew that one day, if she was lucky, she would have a job that was sitting (good).'

'Scratch a rebel, Amy thought, and you'll always find a father's credit card.'

'Paper has more patience than people'

I still hate it.

I HATE THIS SO MUCH! I AM FILLED WITH SO MUCH RAGE! ALL THE CHARACTERS ARE TERRIBLE PEOPLE, THE ONLY REASON IM STILL READING IS BECAUSE I HOPE THEY ALL DIE AT THE END. IT WILL BE A MIRACLE IF I DON'T GIVE THIS ONE STAR ONCE I'VE FINISHED IT!

'He was a lonely ghost uttering a truth that nobody would ever hear.'

'I think I put my hands to my head as mortals do when so deeply troubled that they instinctively cover their face, reach for the brain as if they could reach through the skull and massage the living organ out of its agony.'

'My heart bruises like a banana when someone is even a little bit mean.'

'Guns always look so harmless when they're not in the hands of fools, don't they?'