As it turns out, you can function while your heart is being torn to shreds.

In this new place we've found, sometimes there aren't words, because the truth can be even more difficult than the lies.

If he says jump, she doesn't even ask "How high?" She goes out and buys a pogo stick.

May I ask you something?" I say. "Why do you read books, when you could be outside, living a million different adventures every day?" "Because you can always count on a book to stay the same. EVerything else changes when you least expect it," she replies, bitter. "Families split apart, and nothing's forever. In books, you always know what's coming next. There are no surprises.

My mother... she is beautiful, softened at the edges and tempered with a spine of steel. I want to grow old and be like her.

You may be real, but you're still stuck in a book.

I thought lightning wasn't supposed to strike in the same place twice....sure it does...but only if you're too dumb to move.