Look, my dad has a saying – we’ll burn that bridge when get to it. OK? You get it? Worry about tomorrow, tomorrow.
BARRY LYGASee, forgiveness doesn’t happen all at once. It’s not an event – it’s a process.
More Barry Lyga Quotes
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Homecoming’s stupid.” And it is. Buch of kids looking for excuses to grope eachother all night.
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What if a puppet could cut its own strings, and in that act of defiance and strength of will become truly alive? Become is own puppetmaster?
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I’m a complicated man, with complicated taste buds.
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This is why I forgive, but I don’t forget. When you forget someone, the forgiveness doesn’t mean anything anymore.
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Maybe Rachel was right all along. Maybe the past is past, history is history, and you just push it aside and look for the future.
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You can’t rely on love. Love will let you down every time. Every. Single. Time. I don’t love Jecca. I don’t love Fanboy. But… God, the buts in life will kill you absolutely every time, won’t they. I don’t love. But I need. I can admit that to myself.
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I just have an allergic reaction to lung cancer. Gives me tumors.
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…She’s not buying [the lie], but there’s nothing else on the shelves.
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Are you stalking me, Mr. Fulton?” The idea both amused and horrified Jazz.
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One time you told me that the opposite of love isn’t hate. And I didn’t understand that, but I think I do know. Because if you hate someone, you most still care, right? You have to care a little bit; otherwise you would just ignore them and forget they even live. Or lived.
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We humans have the capacity to wreak horrors on each other. But we also have the capacity to survive those horrors.
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It’s not an easy choice, but that’s OK. Easy doesn’t equal good. Difficulty doesn’t equal bad. It’s just life, is all.
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Yes,” Howie said solemnly. “I can teach you how to be more ‘street’”. “For God’s sake…” “Or is it ‘urban’? I can’t remember. Anyway, I can teach you, grasshopper. Or hip-hopper.
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It just means that if someone hates you, they still have feelings for you. If they really didn’t care about you, they’d just forget about you. They wouldn’t even waste the time hating you.
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[She] was made up of skin and bones and hate and crazy, and hate and crazy don’t weigh anything.
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You don’t break up with someone just because of an argument, Josh. At least, I don’t.
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I do what I’ve trained my whole life to do. I watch the ball. I keep my eye on the ball. I never stop watching. I watch it as it sails past me and lands in the catcher’s mitt, a perfect and glorious strike three.
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Sometimes hope could be the most frightening thing in the world.
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Cars are little privacy cocoons that we take with us. If you could refuel while driving you could, theoretically, stay moving forever.
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I suddenly realize that I’m naked, which shouldn’t bother me since it’s the phone, but for some reason it does. “How’s it hanging?” Kyra asks and now I think I’m blushing. It’s just an expression, but jeez!
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Fear can keep you alive. The trick is not to let it overwhelm you. Not to let it rule you. If you’re afraid, that’s the universe trying to tell you something. Get away. Don’t run; don’t panic. Just pick up and walk out, calm as you please. Panic makes you stupid.
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You don’t swing at any pitch. You swing at the ones you can hit.
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(Man, I wish life had emoticons, you know? So that when your dad pisses you off you could like click a mental button or something and just show him one of those rolleyes. That would rock) Anyway.
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You won’t even know you’ve crossed the line until it’s way back in your rearview mirror.
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A river of images and thoughts and feelings, dirtied and polluted so that no one could drink from it without gagging.
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And what? Accidentally cuts off three fingers postmortem? ‘Oops, oh, no, my girlfriend just died! Clumsy me, in trying to perform CPR, I chopped off some fingers! Guess I’ll just take them with me…. Oh, darn, where did that middle finger go?
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