“Do you ever think it's the dead that have the happy ending? Just they don't have to worry about surviving." "But they're dead," he says "Yeah. That means they don't have to remember anything." Elias shakes his head. "That means… — Carrie Ryan Copy Share Image
“Do you think the dead don’t know what they’ve lost? Don’t you ever wonder why they seek human flesh? That maybe it’s their way of believing again? Of living again—if even for that one pure moment that blood pulses inside… — Carrie Ryan Copy Share Image
“As I stare at the blank page, I am at once awash inwords but unable to find the ones I want to use.” — Carrie Ryan Copy Share Image
“I will always need you," I whisper. "All of this time I've waited for you. And you were never coming for me. Why did… — Carrie Ryan Copy Share Image
“You stay safe, You love. You survive. You laugh and cry and struggle and sometimes you fail and sometimes you succeed. You Push.” — Carrie Ryan Copy Share Image
“It’s not always about tomorrow and the day after that—what we achieve over the years and how we leave the world. Sometimes it’s about… — Carrie Ryan Copy Share Image
“Always," I tell him. He catches his breath and I lean away until I can see his eyes. "I'm scared of losing my heart… — Carrie Ryan Copy Share Image
“Knowing that this is what it means to live. That this love, this need is what drives us to push and fight and build… — Carrie Ryan Copy Share Image
“The living used to wonder what happened after death. She said that whole religions were born and evolved around this one simple uncertainty.” — Carrie Ryan Copy Share Image
“We're the winners because we get to live. Because we get to survive. Despite the pain of this life, we get to feel.” — Carrie Ryan Copy Share Image
“So many memories roll through me and I realize that this is who we are: memories and shared experiences. This is what ties us… — Carrie Ryan Copy Share Image
“She prays to God, but He's silent. She searches for guidance, but the forest only moans.” — Carrie Ryan Copy Share Image
“It's as if everything shifts around me, the pieces that didn't fit together finally twisting until they match. The terror that had been clouding… — Carrie Ryan Copy Share Image
“I can’t compare the lives I could have lived. One would have been comfort and security. But the other …” She sighs. “It was… — Carrie Ryan Copy Share Image
