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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.

Barry Lyga

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.
BARRY LYGA

Aside Future Look Looks Past Push
(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.
BARRY LYGA

Dad Men Rocks
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 LYGA

Eye Keep Land Past Stop Train Watch
You don’t break up with someone just because of an argument, Josh. At least, I don’t.
BARRY LYGA

Break Josh Someone The Argument
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.
BARRY LYGA

Day End Parent People Staff
Anger and hatred, when left unfed, bleed away like air from a punctured tire, over time and days and years. Forgiveness is stealth.
BARRY LYGA

Air Bleed Day Hatred Over Time Years
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?
BARRY LYGA

Accident Cutting Girlfriend Postmortem Solve Try
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.
BARRY LYGA

Cutting Flower Heart
[She] was made up of skin and bones and hate and crazy, and hate and crazy don’t weigh anything.
BARRY LYGA

Anything Crazy Hate Skins
Are you stalking me, Mr. Fulton?” The idea both amused and horrified Jazz.
BARRY LYGA

Ideas Jazz Stalking
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?
BARRY LYGA

Alive Cutting What
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.
BARRY LYGA

Care Want Way
Medicine cabinets are dangerous. Those doors, man. They’ll just spring on you like a ninja.
BARRY LYGA

Doors Men Ninja Spring
This is why I forgive, but I don’t forget. When you forget someone, the forgiveness doesn’t mean anything anymore.
BARRY LYGA

Forget Forgiving Mean
You won’t even know you’ve crossed the line until it’s way back in your rearview mirror.
BARRY LYGA

Lines Mirrors Way
I just have an allergic reaction to lung cancer. Gives me tumors.
BARRY LYGA

Cancer Giving Reactions

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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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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