Not only had my brother disappeared, but--and bear with me here--a part of my very being had gone with him. Stories about us could, from them on, be told from only one perspective. Memories could be told but not shared. — John Corey Whaley Copy Share Image
Spouses have each other, and even when one eventually dies, they have memories of a time when they existed before that other person and can more readily imagine a life without them. Likewise, parents may have other children to be… — John Corey Whaley Copy Share Image
“But in the parent department, he had won the lottery. So, he'd always known that when he finally told them, they'd make him feel… — John Corey Whaley Copy Share Image
I often found myself in situations where I had, without thinking, said too much to too many with too little caution. — John Corey Whaley Copy Share Image
“You're like Lady MacBeth without the murder." "Thank you. You have no idea how much of a compliment that is to me.” — John Corey Whaley Copy Share Image
“It was a great laugh - that kind where you can actually hear the 'ha-ha-ha's' if you listen closely enough.” — John Corey Whaley Copy Share Image
“We have this way of putting certain ideas out of our minds...we do that. Humans, I mean. We have to bury things, hopes and… — John Corey Whaley Copy Share Image
“Life, he says, doesn’t have to be so bad all the time. We don’t have to be anxious about everything. We can just be.… — John Corey Whaley Copy Share Image
“Okay, so first we get you a new computer and then a Facebook page. Priorities, you know," he said, typing in Kyle's password. "What… — John Corey Whaley Copy Share Image
“I actually didn't mind too much that Gabriel had spent the past four nights in my room. He was relatively quiet, didn't go through… — John Corey Whaley Copy Share Image
“He accepted him for what he was. And that Data concluded, was true friendship.” — John Corey Whaley Copy Share Image
“People didn't like having to come up with something smart or helpful or sensitive to say, and they weren't intelligent enough to realize that… — John Corey Whaley Copy Share Image
Not only had my brother disappeared, but--and bear with me here--a part of my very being had gone with him. Stories about us could,… — John Corey Whaley Copy Share Image
“When one of us is dying, they say a part of all of us is. I think that's why it hurts. We go our… — John Corey Whaley Copy Share Image
