[She] was made up of skin and bones and hate and crazy, and hate and crazy don’t weigh anything.
BARRY LYGAYou won’t even know you’ve crossed the line until it’s way back in your rearview mirror.
More Barry Lyga Quotes
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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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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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I’m a complicated man, with complicated taste buds.
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. . . 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.
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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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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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Yes, pain meant life. But the symmetric property did not apply; Life did not mean pain.
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You don’t swing at any pitch. You swing at the ones you can hit.
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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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Homecoming’s stupid.” And it is. Buch of kids looking for excuses to grope eachother all night.
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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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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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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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You don’t break up with someone just because of an argument, Josh. At least, I don’t.
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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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