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"Summer explodes into Portland. In early June the heat was there but not the color--the green were still pale and tentative, the morning had a biting coolness--but by the last week of school everything is Technicolor and splash, outrageous blue skies and purple thunderstorms and ink-black night skies and red flowers as brights as spots of blood."
"Yeah, but our choices are limited. We choose from a list that they chose for us." She said. "Well, Choices are supposed to be limited. That's life" I snapped"
"If you want something, if you take it for your own, you'll always be taking it from someone else."
"The hours here are flat and round, disks of gray layered one on top of the other...they move slowly, at a grind, until it seems as though they are not moving at all. They are just pressing down."
"Some things are better left buried and forgotten."
"It was a bird. A bird struggling through stickiness: a bird coated in paint, floundering in its nest, splashing color everywhere. Red. Red. Red. Dozens of them: black feathers coated thickly with crimson-colored paint, fluttering among the branches. Red means run."
"Sometimes I feel like she deserves a best friend who is just a little more special."
"It strikes me how strange people are. You can see them every day - you can think you know them - and then you fшnd out you hardly know them at all."
"Even the greatest movements on earth, have their beginnings with something small."
"That’s just the kind of thing that kids do to each other. It’s no big deal. There’s always going to be a person laughing and somebody getting laughed at. It happens every day, in every school, in every town in America—probably in the world, for all I know. The whole point of growing up is learning to stay on the laughing side."
"It is war now, and armies need symbols."
"What glitters may not be gold; and even wolves may smile; and fools will be led by promises to their deaths."
"Is this freedom? Is it happiness? I don't know. I don't care anymore. It is different--it is being alive."
"And when we are with Alex, I might as well not be there. They speak in a language of whispers and giggles and secrets; their words are like a fairy-tale tangle of thorns, which place a wall between us."
"Stupid how the mind will try to distract itself."
"Old words; words that nearly brought me to my knees. Live free or die"
"That’s what made it so frightening to the lawmakers: Love obeys no laws other than its own."
"Suicide. A sideways word, a word that people whisper and mutter and cough: a word that must be squeezed out behind cupped palms or murmured behind closed doors. It was only in dreams that I heard the word shouted, screamed."
"In my dream I know I am falling. But there is no up or down, no walls or sides or ceilings, just the sensation of cold and darkness everywhere. I am so scared I could scream. But when I open my mouth, nothing happens. And I wonder if you fall forever and never touch down, is it really still falling? I think I will fall forever."
"You see, we didn't know."