Lynn Weingarten · 320 pages
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“Sometimes the kindest thing you can do for a person is to shield them from that which will not help them. Make the decision and then carry the burden yourself, bear the weight so that they don't have to.”
― Lynn Weingarten, quote from Suicide Notes from Beautiful Girls
“Finding a best friend is like finding a true love: when you meet yours, you just know.”
― Lynn Weingarten, quote from Suicide Notes from Beautiful Girls
“The messed-up thing is how so many people think your body is their business, especially if you're a girl.”
― Lynn Weingarten, quote from Suicide Notes from Beautiful Girls
“The world is only as fair as you make it.”
― Lynn Weingarten, quote from Suicide Notes from Beautiful Girls
“I know how quickly things can go away, how hard it can be to make them come back. You have to clench your jaw so tight you can barely stand it, grind sand between gritted teeth in a fire-hot mouth, then wait till it melts, spit out glass. Build it all again.”
― Lynn Weingarten, quote from Suicide Notes from Beautiful Girls
“Her eyes meet mine and she smiles. And I swear it's like the whole goddamn sun is beaming right out of it.”
― Lynn Weingarten, quote from Suicide Notes from Beautiful Girls
“I realize yes, this is done. After all this time, after so much thinking and worrying, clinging so tightly. Just like that, there is nothing to hold on to.”
― Lynn Weingarten, quote from Suicide Notes from Beautiful Girls
“Sometimes, when there’s danger, the answer is to curl into yourself and wait.”
― Lynn Weingarten, quote from Suicide Notes from Beautiful Girls
“I cranked the radio and sang loud. I needed to hear a live human voice, and I was my own best hope.”
― Lynn Weingarten, quote from Suicide Notes from Beautiful Girls
“Às vezes, as pessoas que mais precisam ser salvas não têm a menor ideia disso.”
― Lynn Weingarten, quote from Suicide Notes from Beautiful Girls
“Hey - Duggie! Duggie! Duggie!" He came running up to me, sparkler in hand. I felt like sticking one on him, the cheeky bastard. Nobody called me Duggie.
He held the sparkler up in front of my face and said, "Wait. Wait."
I was already waiting. What else was there to do?
"Here you are," he said. "Look! What's this?"
At that precise moment, his sparkler fizzled out. I didn't say anything, so he supplied the answer himself. "The death of the socialist dream," he said.
He giggled like a little maniac, and stared at me for a second or two before running off, and in that time I saw exactly the same thing I'd seen in Stubbs's eyes the day before. The same triumphalism, the same excitement, not because something new was being created, but because something was being destroyed. I thought about Phillip and his stupid rock symphony and I swear that my eyes pricked with tears. This ludicrous attempt to squeeze the history of the countless millennia into half an hour's worth of crappy riffs and chord changes suddenly seemed no more Quixotic than all the things my dad and his colleagues had been working towards for so long. A national health service, free to everyone who needed it. Redistribution of wealth through taxation. Equality of opportunity. Beautiful ideas, Dad, noble aspirations, just as there was the kernel of something beautiful in Philip's musical hodge-podge. But it was never going to happen. If there had ever been a time when it might have happened, that time was slipping away. The moment had passed. Goodbye to all that.
Easy to be clever with hindsight, I know, but I was right, wasn't I? Look back on that night from the perspective of now, the closing weeks of the closing century of our second millennium - if the calendar of some esoteric and fast-disappearing religious sect counts for anything any more - and you have to admit that I was right. And so was Benjamin's brother, the little bastard, with his sparkler and his horrible grin and that nasty gleam of incipient victory in his twelve-year-old eyes. Goodbye to all that, he was saying. He'd worked it out already. He knew what the future held in store.”
― Jonathan Coe, quote from The Rotters' Club
“It had been a whim, and there was nothing Magnus attached more importance to than a whim.”
― Cassandra Clare, quote from The Runaway Queen
“ordered two crispy tacos, a bean burrito, and a medium Pepsi. At”
― quote from No Easy Day: The Firsthand Account of the Mission That Killed Osama Bin Laden
“Just because you're the same kind doesn't mean you're all one happy family. The important thing is to understand each other. That's love!”
― Sun-mi Hwang, quote from The Hen Who Dreamed She Could Fly
“Readers are bullied in schoolyards and in locker-rooms as much as in government offices and prisons.”
― Alberto Manguel, quote from A History of Reading
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