“I think once you start going to therapy three times a week, you've made some sort of terrible transition. I think that's the difference between "a little fucked up," in a concerned endearing tone and "fucked up" with raised eyebrows… — Hannah Moskowitz Copy Share Image
“If this were a fairy tale, this would be the part where the fishboy appears and Diana shoots him through the heart. Because he is a tragic hero, he's our fucking Gatsby, and he lived for his fish and he has to die for his fish. He would never let my fake authority, condoning his abandonment, making up rules about… — Hannah Moskowitz Copy Share
“It's not just like that. I can't just swim away." "Why not?" "I'm afraid I'll drown." He looks up and gives the world's smallest… — Hannah Moskowitz Copy Share Image
“There's so much about girls I don't understand. I don't know how I'm old enough to kiss them but not old enough to talk… — Hannah Moskowitz Copy Share Image
“Swim. I shove myself off the dock with my feet and fucking flail as hard as I can.” — Hannah Moskowitz Copy Share Image
“A few innocent people!" my father says. "A few people were shot for absolutely no reason except for where they happened to be." But... but, no, I'm calling bullshit, because entire lives are determined by where we happen to be. It's the only reason we care about the cities we care about. God, it's the only reason we fall in… — Hannah Moskowitz Copy Share
“When you're grieving, the times you're happy are so much more tragic than the times that you aren't. Because being happy feels fake and… — Hannah Moskowitz Copy Share Image
“Craig,” he says, in that tone that’s like, I’m one step away from middle-naming you.” — Hannah Moskowitz Copy Share Image
“It's been about six months since I've had something in a cast. Kids at school laugh and call me a klutz. This girl Charlotte… — Hannah Moskowitz Copy Share Image
“Make sure you're not expecting cute. This isn't Looking For Alaska.” — Hannah Moskowitz Copy Share Image
“I could totally be a . . . whatever.” “Sailor?” “On a boat?” “Yep.” “Yeah.” He’ll sigh all wistfully. “I could be a sailor.… — Hannah Moskowitz Copy Share Image
“Even though Graham and I went back to arguing and stealing socks and hiding each other's toothbrushes in the litter box, I didn't forget that Graham didn't think I needed a best friend, because either it meant he thought I was cool enough to handle everything alone or—and this was what I hoped—it meant that he was my best friend,… — Hannah Moskowitz Copy Share
“It is so much more beautiful than any polar bears in Alaska. Becaues I am here and he is mine and forever is as… — Hannah Moskowitz Copy Share Image
