“Marcus looked down. “Ah, man! This was my favorite shirt. Who tore it?” he asked, trying to pull the ragged edges together.”
― Ripley Patton, quote from Ghost Hand
“You know,” he said, “P.S.S. Piss Camp.”
“Yeah, I get it,” I said, “It’s just not funny.”
― Ripley Patton, quote from Ghost Hand
“...but I’d learned a long time ago that the worse things are, the more people lie about them.”
― Ripley Patton, quote from Ghost Hand
“Let’s just say, there’s not much of a moon out tonight,” Nose continued anyway, “but if Yale joined us, there would be.”
― Ripley Patton, quote from Ghost Hand
“I know babe" he said, wrapping me in his arms. I could hear the loudly thu-bump of his heart as he picked me up and carried me like a child. And he called me Babe.”
― Ripley Patton, quote from Ghost Hand
“Gone was the insignificant, defective girl. I was some kind of f**king comic book vigilante & it felt amazing! ”
― Ripley Patton, quote from Ghost Hand
“Don’t think about that. Don’t think about him.”
― Ripley Patton, quote from Ghost Hand
“Instead, I just sat there crying, hoping he’d come find me, which made me cry even harder.”
― Ripley Patton, quote from Ghost Hand
“Los viejos hábitos son difíciles de eliminar.”
― Ripley Patton, quote from Ghost Hand
“Was he just humouring me? Just giving me the illusion of control while he manipulated me into doing what he wanted with his overwhelming proximity?”
― Ripley Patton, quote from Ghost Hand
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“I’d fly to the moon and back to comfort you when you need it.”
― Skyla Madi, quote from Consumed
“Hate is all that keeps us alive when love is gone. You’re almost there. Not quite ready to let it go yet.”
― Kim Harrison, quote from Ever After
“Who knows what oversensitive is, considering all there is to be sensitive to.”
― William Maxwell, quote from So Long, See You Tomorrow
“Dear Anyone: This is a letter from one anyone to another anyone, no names required, because nobody really knows anyway. Names don't make a hell of a lot of difference. The world is made up entirely of strangers. Millions and millions of them. Everyone is a stranger to everyone else. Sometimes we think we know other people, especially those we supposedly are close to, but if we really knew them, why are we so often surprised by the shit they do? Like, parents are always surprised by what their kids will do. They raise them from the time they are babies, spend each and every day with them, think they're these goddamn fucking angels, and then one day the cops come to the door and say hey, guess what parents? Your kid just bashed some other kid's head in with a baseball bat. Or you're the kid, and you think things are pretty fucking OK, and then one day this guy who's supposed to be your dad says so long, have a nice life. And you think, what the fuck is this? So years later, your mom ends up living with another guy, and he seems OK, but you think, when's it coming? That's what life is. Life is always asking yourself, when's it coming? Because if it hasn't come for a long time, you know you're fucking due. All the best, Anyone.”
― Linwood Barclay, quote from No Time for Goodbye
“The wheels of the cars stormed underneath. Woods and pastures ran up and receded, the rails of sidings sheathed in rust, the dipping racing wires, and on the right the blue of the Sound, deeper, stronger than before. Then the enameled shells of the commuters' cars, and the heaped bodies of junk cars, the shapes of old New England mills, with narrow, austere windows; villages, convents; tugboats moving in the swelling fabric-like water; and then plantations of pine, the needles on the ground of a life-giving russet color. So, thought Herzog, acknowledging that his imagination of the universe was elementary, the novae bursting and the worlds coming into being, the invisible magnetic spokes by means of which bodies kept one another in orbit. Astronomers made it all sound as though the gases were shaken up inside a flask. Then after many billions of years, light-years, this childlike but far from innocent creature, a straw hat on his head, and a heart in his breast, part pure, part wicked, who would try to form his own shaky picture of this magnificent web.”
― Saul Bellow, quote from Herzog
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