“I watch the perfectly imperfect people several stories below, living their perfectly imperfect lives, and I think about how many decades will… — Lauren DeStefano Life Copy Share Image
You have a way of looking at things. You make it seem as though everything's going to be okay. I can't imagine… — Lauren DeStefano Dangerous Copy Share Image
He says one word, nodding into the daylight. "Look." It's an astounding word. It's a gift. — Lauren DeStefano Daylight Copy Share Image
“Rhine: It's okay that you miss her. She was the love of your life. Linden: Not the only love. It feels wrong… — Lauren DeStefano Life Copy Share Image
“She strokes my cheeks with the side of her hand – a repetitive, wispy motion. Like little ghost kisses.” — Lauren DeStefano Poetic-fiction Copy Share Image
I've done it all before, I tell myself, and I can do it again. Trust is the strongest weapon. — Lauren DeStefano Done Copy Share Image
“Now isn't the time to be angry with my brother, but I suppose the anger I feel for him never goes away.… — Lauren DeStefano Anger Copy Share Image
I see an ocean that’s spilled out of a wineglass, its body clear and sparkling and folding over itself. I see a… — Lauren DeStefano Body Copy Share Image
Gabriel's voice can reach me anywhere. Even in a hurricane. — Lauren DeStefano Gabriel Copy Share Image
Maybe what frightens us about the edge isn't our fear of morality, but the thoughts it leads us to have. — Lauren DeStefano Character Copy Share Image
“This isn’t living, what all of us are doing. We drive down long, dilapidated back roads.” — Lauren DeStefano Life Copy Share Image
“I don't know how it happens. We move our faces at the same time, and then our lips are touching. I've lost… — Lauren DeStefano Time Copy Share Image
Suddenly the clouds seem high above us. They’re moving over us in an arch, circling the planet. They have seen abysmal oceans… — Lauren DeStefano Arches Copy Share Image
“I wonder if the people of the ground ever feel that their children are too big for their world, too.” — Lauren DeStefano Children Copy Share Image
She's been conned, ruined, left for dead, and she's not going to forgive any of it. She will soldier on, if only… — Lauren DeStefano Forgiving Copy Share Image
No matter how lonely it makes me, and no matter how wide and horrific the loneliness, at least I remember who I… — Lauren DeStefano Horrific Copy Share Image
“There's something about imminent death that makes all the threads weave into a picture...” — Lauren DeStefano Death Copy Share Image
We can change so many times in our lives. We're born into a family, and it's the only life we can imagine,… — Lauren DeStefano Born Copy Share Image
We figure out what death means when we're born, practically, and we live our whole lives in some kind of weird denial… — Lauren DeStefano Born Copy Share Image
“There are pillow creases on her face, and she cringes whenever she moves her legs.” — Lauren DeStefano Copy Share Image
There's a sort of dead passion in him. A spark that, had he more years to live, would be a wildfire. — Lauren DeStefano Passion Copy Share Image
“Maybe it is desperation," I say. "Maybe we can't let things fall apart without trying. We can't let go of the people… — Lauren DeStefano Desperation Copy Share Image
“My father warned me that you’re an interloper. He told me I should make you leave, since we’re no longer married and… — Lauren DeStefano Bad Copy Share Image
“Just what I need." Pen throws back the blankets. "Another man in my life. At least this one doesn't speak.” — Lauren DeStefano Another man Copy Share Image
