Occupation: Novelist Birth: November 4, 1962
We'd stared into the face of Death, and Death blinked first. You'd think that would make us feel brave and invincible. It didn't..
Still, you tend to believe what you always believed, think what you always thought, expect what you always expected.
The harder survival becomes, the more you want to pull together. And the more you want to pull together, the harder survival becomes..
There are times when fear is not our enemy. There are times when fear is our truest, sometimes only, friend..
It isn't up to me to break his heart; that's time's job..
Then I strip the pants away from each leg, like peeling a banana. That's it, the perfect metaphor: peeling a banana..
There was, like, this black hole where the world used to be, and we were both falling toward it. What could we hold on to?.
I'm one, too," he said. "What?" He spit a wad of blood and mucus into the dirt. "A virgin." What a shock. "What makes you think I'm a virgin?" I aske….
Oh, Will Henry. After all we have been through, how could I send you away now, at our most critical hour? You are indispensable to me..
There are those who labor in the darkness, that the rest of us might live in the light..
Then the door flew open and Mr. Faulks told us to head over to the gym. I thought that was really smart. Get all of us in one place so the aliens did….
And if humanity is the last war, then I am the battlefield..
When the moment comes to stop running from your past, to turn around and face the thing you thought you could not face--the moment when your life tee….
I would kill for a cheeseburger. Honestly. If I stumbled across someone eating a cheeseburger, I would kill them for it..
It wasn't aliens that first made us gear up for war; it was our fellow humans..
To hold on, you have to find something you’re willing to die for..
Perhaps that is our doom, our human curse, to never really know one another. We erect edifices in our minds about the flimsy framework of word and de….
And then Evan Walker kisses me..
We’re here, and then we’re gone, and it’s not about the time we’re here, but what we do with the time..
Self-pity is egotism undiluted, after all—self-centeredness in its purest form..
The minute we decide that one person doesn´t matter anymore, they´ve won..