Fate is trying to kill me. I miss my dog. What's a doctor going to say? You're not ill, you're mad as a muffin? They'll either lock me up or tell me to get a grip and no one will believe the truth anyway.
Meg RosoffA piano might fall on your head, he said, but it also might not. And in the meantime you never know. Something nice might happen.
Meg RosoffIt's a strange sensation to live inside another person's life, to wonder all the time what he is doing, or thinking or feeling.
Meg RosoffThe facts of his existence are plain. I know that he will never silence those unspeakable voices. He heard how people killed, and how they died and their voices infected him, coursed through his body, poisoned him. He didn't know how to turn off the noise, or turn the hate back out onto the world like the rest of us. He turned it on himself. You could see that from the scars on him.
Meg Rosoff