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.
BARRY LYGAAnger was a waste of time and energy. Anger was useless.”Anger” was the label given to the emotion that accomplished nothing.
More Barry Lyga Quotes
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I don’t know and I don’t care anymore. I was supposed to have my way for once, just once in my life. I did everything right and I got nothing for it. I want to kill them all. no, better yet, I want to die. No, even bettter than that: I want to kill them all then die.
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Are you stalking me, Mr. Fulton?” The idea both amused and horrified Jazz.
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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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[She] was made up of skin and bones and hate and crazy, and hate and crazy don’t weigh anything.
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Sometimes hope could be the most frightening thing in the world.
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Unreal. I’m feeling nostalgic for something that happened less than twenty-four hours ago. This has got to be a record.
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Josh Mendel has a secret. Unfortunately, everyone knows what it is.
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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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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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The best revenge is living well, my dad told me once.
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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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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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You don’t swing at any pitch. You swing at the ones you can hit.
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It’s a good day when a goddess gets on the school-bus with you.
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Jazz hadn’t given her many details of exactly what life in the Dent house had been like, but he’d told her enough that she knew it wasn’t hearts and flowers. Well, except for the occasional heart cut from a chest. And the kind of flowers you send to funerals.
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