. . . but there’s a restraining order in place.’ She speaks slowly, choosing her words carefully. ‘I’m not supposed to be this close to you.’ You were never supposed to be this close to me,’ I say, and I have no idea why.
BARRY LYGAIt’s a good day when a goddess gets on the school-bus with you.
More Barry Lyga Quotes
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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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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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See, forgiveness doesn’t happen all at once. It’s not an event – it’s a process.
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I’m a complicated man, with complicated taste buds.
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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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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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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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The best revenge is living well, my dad told me once.
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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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You won’t even know you’ve crossed the line until it’s way back in your rearview mirror.
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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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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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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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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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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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