Quotes from Adrienne Brodeur

A little lift meant a little fall; a bigger lift, a bigger fall.

You can read your way into a whole new narrative for yourself," Margot promised.

Books will change your life, Rennie," Mrgot told me, handing me a copy of A Room of One's Own. You have no idea how much you can learn about yourself by plunging into someone else's life," Margot said.

matters less than your consciousness about that life.

THE USES OF SORROW by Mary Oliver (In my sleep I dreamed this poem) Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift.

But in instances where I could not substantiate a physical or emotional detail, I turned to memory, knowing full well that it is revisionist and that each time we remember something, we alter it slightly, massaging our perspective and layering it with new understanding in order to make meaning in the present.

It was as if a lifetime's worth of emotional chutes and trapdoors installed for self-protection decades ago had malfunctioned in a spectacular way.

I'd not felt so much as a pinprick of foreboding or dark premonition about what lay beyond the curve of time.

Jack didn't happen to me: I happened to Jack.

Life is not what one lived, but what one remembers and how one remembers it in order to recount it. —GABRIEL GARCíA MáRQUEZ

Loneliness is not about how many people you have around. It's about whether or not you feel connected. Whether

Jack's instinct to protect himself might have been the most alien thing I'd ever encountered. I'd never had a wound - emotional or physical - that I didn't probe repeatedly.

You have no idea how much you can learn about yourself by plunging into someone else's life," Margot said.

A buried truth, that's all a lie really is.

Books will change your life... you have no idea how much you can learn about yourself by plunging into someone else's life. You can read your way into a whole new narrative for yourself.

Happy endings do not apply to everyone. Someone is always left out of that final, jubilant scene.

all of us bearing wounds from our past that we no longer felt obligated to conceal because we had one another.

But I also found my depression tedious—tedious to live through, tedious to explain, tedious to be around. I was bored by my own relentless loop and felt sure I was boring everyone around me.

We all know the adage that one lie begets the next. Deception takes commitment, vigilance, and a very good memory. To keep the truth buried, you must tend to it.

You can't get past pain without going through it,

I couldn't see the ocean from my condo, but I could hear it, and the rhythm of the waves lapping at the shore made it seem like the world itself was breathing.

Each morning, buzzing, he slung his legs off the bed and sat bolt upright, naked, allowing his male parts to hang over the edge of the mattress, and did his best to capture these jangled dreams, recording

Loneliness is not about how many people you have around. It's bout whether or not you feel connected. Whether or not you're able to be yourself.

You have to remember that your mother is unaware of what she's done and always will be," Margot continued. "If you're waiting for an apology or gratitude, don't. You have hard work ahead. You need to forgive her and move on. Happiness is a choice that you have to make for yourself.