What I believe is that when it comes to big things in life, there are no accidents. Everything happens for a reason. You are here for a reason -- and it's not to fail and die.
A song and a smile from someone I cared about could be enough to distract me from all that darkness, if only for a little while.
What if there's no town for fifty kilometers?" Said Enoch. "The we'll walk for fifty-one kilometers. But I know we weren't blown that far off course.
Do you ever find yourself climbing into an open grave during a bombing raid and wish you'd just stayed in bed?
Strange, I thought, how you can be living your dreams and your nightmares at the very same time.
You may choose to live in a world of fantasy if you like, my dear, but I am a realist.
Maybe I could use a little metal on the inside, I thought. If I'd kept my heart better armored, where would I be now? Easy—I’d be at home, medicating myself into a monotone. Drowning my sorrows in video games. Working shifts at Smart Aid. Dying i...
Because from the day I met her I'd known I wanted to be part of any world she belonged to. Did that make me crazy? Or was my heart too easily conquered?
Which was just well: goodbyes had never been my strong suit anyway, and lately my life had felt like an unbroken series of them. Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.
I wanted to thank you," I said. She wrinkled her nose and squinted like I'd said something funny. "Thank me for what?" she said. "You give me strength I didn't know I had,"; I said. "You make me better.
