Quotes from Jennifer Niven

I write: Reason for not jumping: Too messy. Too public. Too crowded.

Having an account will make me look sociable and normal.

Even though I'm not much into eating, dinner is one of the most enjoyable parts of my day because I get to turn my brain off.

It's been my experience that the people who are most afraid are the ones who hide behind mean and threatening words.

Ever since then, I've done what I could to be pleasant and quiet, making myself as small and unseen as possible.

I keep going, because now I'm fascinated by the way Roamer's veins are throbbing, and the way his head looks like a lightbulb, all lit up and too bright.

Ho imparato che a questo mondo c'è qualcosa di buono, se si sa dove cercare. Ho imparato che non tutte le persone sono una delusione, me compreso, e che sopra una collina alta 383 metri si può provare un'ebbrezza maggiore che in cima a una torre se hai accanto la persona giusta.

which is exactly how we act, the three of us running off in three different directions.

Worthless. Stupid. These are the words I grew up hearing. They're the words I try to outrun, because if I let them in, they might stay there and grow and fill me up and in, until the only thing left of me is stupid worthless stupid worthless stupid freak. And then there's nothing to do harder and fill myself with other words: This time will be different. This time, I will stay awake.

Better to keep the unhappy, mad, bad, unpleasant words separate, where you can watch them and make sure they don't surprise you when you're not expecting.

Maybe no one else will ever visit them and appreciate them or take the time to think they're important, but maybe even the smallest places mean something. And if not, maybe they can mean something to us. At the very least, by the time we leave, we know we will have seen it, this great state of ours. So come on. Let's go. Let's count for something. Let's get off that ledge.

So I make up song after song. Most nights, these are Songs That Will Change the World because they are that good and that deep and that damn amazing.

Maybe he knew it, and maybe that's why he decided to crash into the glass a little harder than normal that day. He would have died in here, only slower, because that's what happens when you're a Finch. The marriage dies. The love dies. The people fade away.

I'm still here, and I'm grateful, because otherwise I would be missing this. Sometimes it's good to be awake.

It's okay to be a person. We're all afraid. We all get hurt. It's okay to hurt. You'd be so much more likable if you just acted human.

I feel a lot of nothing these days. I've cried a few times, but mostly I'm empty, as if whatever makes me feel and hurt and laugh and love has been surgically removed, leaving me hollowed out like a shell.

top 2 things i miss about libby by jack masselin 1. the way i feel when i'm with her. like i just swallowed the sun and it's shooting out of every pore 2. everything.

Extenuating Circumstances

I did what I felt I could do. Could I have done more? Possibly. Yes. We can always do more. It's a tough question to answer, and, ultimately, a pointless one to ask.

the face is a road map of life.

I know life well enough to know you can't count on things staying around or standing still, no matter how much you want them to. You can't stop people from dying. You can't stop them from going away. You can't stop yourself from going away either. I know myself well enough to know that no one else can keep you awake or keep you from sleeping. That's all on me too.

You make me lovely, and it's so lovely to be lovely.

Kau tidak bisa mengandalkan sesuatu tetap di sini atau tetap diam, betapa pun kau sangat menginginkan itu. Kau tidak bisa mencegah mereka pergi. Kau pun tak bisa mencegah dirimu pergi.

You are all the colors in one, at full brightness.