Escape Into The Pages

“This is the problem of history. We cannot know that which we were not there to see and hear and experience for ourselves. We must rely upon the words of others.”

“Lies never die. You can try to smother them, but lies will always find a way to show themselves again.”

“Because love, at its root, is hope. Hope for tomorrow. Hope for what could be. Hope that the someone you’ve entrusted your everything to will cradle and protect it. And hope? That shit is harder to kill than a dragon.”

“If there's a feeling to home, it's this. A place where there are no secrets, where nothing stays buried; not the past and not yourself.”

“I already knew, too, that these questions would not change the facts. But they would inevitably change the way we sought justice.”

“You can look up keening in the dictionary, but you don’t know what it means until you hear somebody having their heart ripped out.”

“A thread, once woven, is fixed in place; the only way to smooth a mistake is to let it all unravel.”

“Confidence is being okay being bad, not being okay being good.”

“The writer of murder, like all writers, must be a miser, conceding revelations bit by bit; for every novel is a puzzle, and every reader a sleuth.”

“Everyone is from someplace. We all have stories, our lives unfolding along crooked lines, colliding in unexpected ways.”

“There are some things in my past I need clarity on, real answers. And then there are other things I’d rather leave buried in cavernous graves.”

“After you get stung, you can't get unstung no matter how much you whine about it.”

“Romanticizing love was easy. Falling in love was harder.”

“It's easy to blame, easy to want revenge. But when you look at things closely, you start to see that every event is locked onto every other event; that sometimes things happen just because they happen. None of us like to think that's so, because then we can never strike out at someone to ease the pain; we have to find another way, and none of the other ways are so simple, or so satisfying.”

“There’s nothing so painful, so corrosive, as suspicion.”

“Maybe the secret to having a soul was being insecure.”

“She believed in second chances, sometimes more than first chances, which were wasted on youth and indiscretion.”