“ ...every vertebrae on his back was a prayer bead under my hands. ”
I was terrified of my weakness, of my sharp tongue, ofmy every flaw. I was terrified that this moment, my chance tolive in happiness for however short a time we may have had,would be ruined because I was simply not carved out of thesame wood as happiness, and that my grain was too twistedto ever take its form.
~ Amy Lane
hope could betray you—but if you had no hope, life could actuallysurprise you in the best of ways.
I’ve loved him since I’ve known him, Mrs. Daniels. He just finally stopped fighting.
Honestly—who puts a hamburger next to diet tofu curry unless they’re trying to buy your soul?
