He moved to run a hand through her cornrows, then pulled back remembering the one time he’s tried that-Connie had lectured him on the Eleventh Commandment: Thou shalt not touch thy black girlfriend’s hair. Ever.
BARRY LYGAYes,” 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.
More Barry Lyga Quotes
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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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The best revenge is living well, my dad told me once.
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What was the opposite of linkage blindness? What described being certain of something without any kind of evidence?…The term was faith.
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…She’s not buying [the lie], but there’s nothing else on the shelves.
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And my parents made me want i am. So what? We get stuff from our parents, but we also get stuff from the world around us. From people around us. And at the end of the day, we’re us.
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Anger and hatred, when left unfed, bleed away like air from a punctured tire, over time and days and years. Forgiveness is stealth.
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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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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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Anger was a waste of time and energy. Anger was useless.”Anger” was the label given to the emotion that accomplished nothing.
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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 won’t even know you’ve crossed the line until it’s way back in your rearview mirror.
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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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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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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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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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