“There is something absent in me, I thought. Something incomplete. Even my mother couldn't describe me. There was something empty in me that in other people was full.” — Julie Schumacher Copy Share Image
“Are you going to redye it?" "No. My mother hates it, so I'm going to keep it," I said.” — Julie Schumacher Copy Share Image
My mother says that some books are good no matter when you read them, and some are good at a particular moment; they come… — Julie Schumacher Copy Share Image
“To me, a recently read novel was like a miniature planet: only a few hours earlier I had been breathing its air and living… — Julie Schumacher Copy Share Image
I had just wanted to be part of a story; I wanted to be a person who had a story to tell. — Julie Schumacher Copy Share Image
“Any person who is carrying a lot of sadness needs to be able to rest sometimes, and to put it down.” — Julie Schumacher Copy Share Image
“I thought about the people I had met who were in pain but were pretending that everything was fine. And I thought, this is… — Julie Schumacher Copy Share Image
Opening a book in the middle of a chapter always made me feel like I was interrupting a group of strangers, wandering unannounced into… — Julie Schumacher Copy Share Image
“There is something absent in me, I thought. Something incomplete. Even my mother couldn't describe me. There was something empty in me that in… — Julie Schumacher Copy Share Image
