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You can’t fix your mistakes. Once people are dead, you can’t make them undead.

The Things They Carried / Tim O’Brien

I’m not saying that everything is survivable. Just that everything except the last thing is.

Paper Towns / John Green

I had no interests. I had no interest in anything. I had no idea how I was going to escape. At least the others had some taste for life. They seemed to understand something that I didn’t understand. Maybe I was lacking. It was possible. I often felt inferior. I just wanted to get away from them. But there was no place to go. Suicide? Jesus Christ, just more work. I felt like sleeping for five years but they wouldn’t let me.

Ham on Rye / Charles Bukowski

Because life is an ugly, awful place to not have a best friend.

Someone Like You / Sarah Dessen

I wanted to tell him that I will never be sorry for loving him. That in a way I still do - that maybe I always will. I’ll never regret one single thing we did together because what we had was special. Maybe if we were ten years older it would have worked out differently. Maybe. I think it’s just that I’m not ready for forever.

Forever… / Judy Blume

But, like ivy, we grow where there is room for us.

No One Belongs Here More Than You / Miranda July

You see, you closed your eyes. That was the difference. Sometimes you cannot believe what you see, you have to believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them, too - even when you’re in the dark. Even when you’re falling.

Tuesdays with Morrie / Mitch Albom

I will do what I promised.” He whispered. “No matter what. I will not send you into the darkness alone.

The Road / Cormac McCarthy

You’ve a good heart. Sometimes that’s enough to see you safe wherever you go. But mostly, it’s not.

Neverwhere / Neil Gaiman

You are most powerful when you are most silent. People never expect silence. They expect words, motion, defense, offense, back and forth. They expect to leap into the fray. They are ready, fists up, words hanging, leaping from their mouths. Silence? No.

All Rivers Flow to the Sea / Alison McGhee
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