Romance goes like this: Boy gets girl. Boy loses girl. Boy gets girl again. The end. It can't be any other way. — Nora Raleigh Baskin Copy Share Image
Why do people want everyone to act just like they do? Talk like they do. Look like they do. Act like they do. And… — Nora Raleigh Baskin Copy Share
“Some people, like teachers and librarians and other adults, like to say that names are not important. Like sticks and stones. But they are… — Nora Raleigh Baskin Copy Share
“Boys are not supposed to cry. Because when they do, things get worse. Then suddenly you have two problems. You have whatever it was… — Nora Raleigh Baskin Copy Share
“These were such friendly people, they didn't notice how crabby we were, and before you knew it everyone was as happy as they were.” — Nora Raleigh Baskin Copy Share
“In fact, being a unique individual is as much of a farce as trying to be like everyone else. Maybe more.” — Nora Raleigh Baskin Copy Share
“Old elbows," she told me. "A woman's elbows always give her age away.” — Nora Raleigh Baskin Copy Share
“There are many, many different worlds to live in. And sometimes there is no connection from one to another.” — Nora Raleigh Baskin Copy Share
“There were absolutely amazing photographs everywhere, on everyone's Facebook page and everyone's iPhone and Instagram, just floating around in cyberspace for eternity. People took… — Nora Raleigh Baskin Copy Share
When I write, I can be heard. And known. But nobody has to look at me. Nobody has to see me at all. — Nora Raleigh Baskin Copy Share
“You know how they say there's only one thing in the universe that's constant?' Jonas started. 'Change. Change is the only constant in the… — Nora Raleigh Baskin Copy Share
“All we are, all we can be, are the stories we tell. Long after we are gone, our words will be all that is… — Nora Raleigh Baskin Copy Share
“And what people see the most is his silence, because some kinds of silence is actually visible.” — Nora Raleigh Baskin Copy Share
“I am like a leaf on a river, riding along the top of the water, not quite floating, not quite drowning. So I can't… — Nora Raleigh Baskin Copy Share
