I should not have loved my daughter as I did. Not in this world in which nothing lives for long. You children are flies. You are roses. You multiply and die.
Lauren DeStefanoThe only characters I ever don't like are ones that leave no impression on me. And I don't write characters that leave no impression on me.
Lauren DeStefanoNo matter how lonely it makes me, and no matter how wide and horrific the loneliness, at least I remember who I am.
Lauren DeStefanoPoor kid,' Jenna says, and rolls her eyes toward me for a moment. Then she returns to her book. 'She doesn't even understand what kind of place this is.
Lauren DeStefanoThey never exhale, the trees; on a very windy day, they rustle and inhale, and then the leaves and the branches all tremble as though something means to strangle the life from them. The sky watches on. The world is filled with anticipation, as if to wonder if this day will be a great day, or a horrible day, or the last day.
Lauren DeStefano