Colder by the hour, more dead with every breath.

We have this weird thing in the world where you don't get insulted for what you do, you get insulted for who you are.

Gratitude is the proper response for the absolute astonishment of getting to be alive, and aware, and an essential part of this crazy, sprawling story.

I think maybe I know why,' she finally said. 'Why?' 'Maybe all the strings inside him broke,' she said.

Tuesday—we had school for the first time. Madame O’Malley had a moment of silence at the beginning of French class, a class that was always punctuated with long moments of silence, and then asked us how we were feeling. “Awful,” a girl said. “En français,” Madame O’Malley replied. “En français.

We have bottled all the stars this evening, my young friend.

March 4th, the only day that is also a sentence