“I think it’s pretty common for teenagers to fantasize about dying young. We knew that time would force us into sacrifices—we wanted to flame out before making the choices that would determine who we became. When you were an adult,… — Julie Buntin Copy Share Image
“What a nice thing to say," Mom said, standing up a little straighter, as if she'd been watered. Marlena's manners were unpracticed, but she was what Dad would call winning. She was abrupt in a way that I always associate with rude people, but bestowed a kind of brightness on whatever caught her interest---if it happened to be you, nothing… — Julie Buntin Copy Share
“Sometimes I wonder how I’d tell this if I didn’t have so many books rattling around inside me. The truth is both a vast… — Julie Buntin Copy Share Image
“It took her years to come around, to see what I saw- that Liam was a man who would only leave if your forced… — Julie Buntin Copy Share Image
“One of us fell easily asleep, a million days left except that particular one, forever almost over, an ending that happens again and again… — Julie Buntin Copy Share Image
“I think it’s pretty common for teenagers to fantasize about dying young. We knew that time would force us into sacrifices—we wanted to flame… — Julie Buntin Copy Share Image
“Why do they say ghosts are cold? Mine are warm, a breath dampening your cheek, a voice when you thought you were alone.” — Julie Buntin Copy Share Image
“Great loneliness, profound isolation, a cataclysmic, overpowering sense of being misunderstood. When does that kind of deep feeling just stop? Where does it go?… — Julie Buntin Copy Share Image
“Everyone has a secret life. But when you're a girl with a best friend, you think your secret life is something you can share.” — Julie Buntin Copy Share Image
“Marlena's body was found on November 19, and so I consider that the anniversary of her death, though she almost certainly died on the… — Julie Buntin Copy Share Image
“But having lied and stolen, doesn't mean you're a liar and a thief,...” — Julie Buntin Copy Share Image
“Who can recognize the ending as it’s happening? What we live, it seems to me, is pretty much always a surprise.” — Julie Buntin Copy Share Image
