“I loved so many things about him: that his fingers were always stained with paint or charcoal; his casual sense of humor and that he was loyal, to the end—even when I had lied so many times. He pursed his… — Rebecca Maizel Copy Share Image
“I started to speak to him in his native tongue, "why would you want to sit with me?" He pressed his lips together, and his eyebrows screwed up. He ran a hand through his spiky black hair. "I don' speak… — Rebecca Maizel Copy Share Image
“Lenah?" "Yeah?" I replied. "Will you go to winter prom with me?" "Of course," I whispered, sure I would fall asleep in moments. "Justin?"… — Rebecca Maizel Copy Share Image
“I would scream for you if you would hear me. I would burn this place to the ground if it meant you would see… — Rebecca Maizel Copy Share Image
“I believe I met a girl in the rain, who had lost her mother's earrings. And I killed her. Now I stand here in… — Rebecca Maizel Copy Share Image
“Let's chow, and then we'll get our books," Tony said. Just as the door was about to close behind us, he added, "You act… — Rebecca Maizel Copy Share Image
“So I am your distraction?" "You," He said,his face coming within inches of mine, " Are my only hope.” — Rebecca Maizel Copy Share Image
“How many memories can come through at once before they are just jumbled words and faces mixed together by years of pain?” — Rebecca Maizel Copy Share Image
“Library? That sounded reasonable. As my thoughts revolved around my days surrounded by books, something miraculous happened. My anger subsided. It ebbed away as… — Rebecca Maizel Copy Share Image
“I loved so many things about him: that his fingers were always stained with paint or charcoal; his casual sense of humor and that… — Rebecca Maizel Copy Share Image
“Don’t be surprised by your greatness. Be surprised that no one expected it.” — Rebecca Maizel Copy Share Image
