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.
BARRY LYGAYou don’t break up with someone just because of an argument, Josh. At least, I don’t.
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If I think she’ hot and it turns out she’s a psychopath, then what does that say about me? I’m totally not ready for that kind of therapy.
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I just have an allergic reaction to lung cancer. Gives me tumors.
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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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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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Sometimes hope could be the most frightening thing in the world.
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It’s a good day when a goddess gets on the school-bus with you.
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At the end of the day, it’s a series of individual challenges played out against a team defense. It’s a psersonal test every time I step into the batter’s box: Can I do better than the last time? And that’s why I love it.
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The best revenge is living well, my dad told me once.
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Yes, pain meant life. But the symmetric property did not apply; Life did not mean pain.
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And it’s true. It’s so true. All those years of loving Zik because he never asked about Eve… I never realized, I never understood. It was his job as my best friend not to ask. But it was my job as his best friend to tell him without being asked.
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Look, my dad has a saying – we’ll burn that bridge when get to it. OK? You get it? Worry about tomorrow, tomorrow.
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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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And I think of nothing. I think of nothing but Rachel. What happens next is pure magic, and is for us and us alone.
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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.
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