“Watching people is a good hobby, but you have to be careful about it. You can’t let people catch you staring at them. If people catch you, they treat you like a first-class criminal. And maybe they’re right to do that. Maybe it should be a crime to try to see things about people they don’t want you to see.” PeopleIfsWantShouldTryingFirstsClassCrimeTreatsCarefulCriminalsStaringBe CarefulHobbiesFirst Class Book:Tell the Wolves I'm Home Source: Tell the Wolves I'm Home
“I thought of all the different kinds of love in the world. I could think of ten without even trying. The way parents love their kids, the way you love a puppy or chocolate ice cream or home or your favorite book or your sister. Or your uncle. There's those kinds of love and then there's the other kind. The falling kind.” ThinkingWorldWayTryingKindBookDifferentHomeKidsFallParentTenIceChocolateDifferent KindsCreamUnclesIce CreamPuppyKinds Of LoveYour FavoriteParents LoveFavorite BookChocolate Ice CreamDifferent Kinds Of Love Author:Carol Rifka Brunt
“I stared hard, trying to find a pattern. Thinking if I kept looking hard enough, maybe the pieces of the world would fit back together into something I could understand.” IfsThinkingWorldTryingHardEnoughTogetherPiecesFitPatternsBack Together Author:Carol Rifka Brunt
“After a snowstorm is the best time to be in the woods, because all the empty beer and soda cans and candy wrappers disappear, and you don't have to try as hard to be in another time. Plus there's just something beautiful about walking on snow that nobody else has walked on.” TryingHardBeautifulWalkingEmptyWoodsDisappearSnowBeerPlusCandyBest TimesSomething BeautifulSodaAnother TimeSnowstorms Book:Tell the Wolves I'm Home: A Novel Source: Tell the Wolves I'm Home: A Novel
“You could try to believe what you wanted, but it never worked. Your brain and your heart decided what you were going to believe and that was that. Whether you liked it or not.” TryingBelieveHeartWantedBrainDecided Book:Tell the Wolves I'm Home Source: Tell the Wolves I'm Home
“That's what being shy feels like. Like my skin is too thin, the light too bright. Like the best place I could possibly be is in a tunnel far under the cool, dark earth. Someone asks me a question and I stare at them, empty-faced, my brain jammed up with how hard I'm trying to find something interesting to say. And in the end, all I can do is nod or shrug, because the light of their eyes looking at me, waiting for me, is just too much to take. And then it's over and there's one more person in the world who thinks I'm a complete and total waste of space.” ThinkingWorldFeelsTryingPersonsI CanEndsHardLightEyeEarthAsksWaitingCan DoDarkSpaceInterestingBrainToo MuchWasteEmptySkinsAsk MeStaringShyTunnelsBest PlaceSomething InterestingEyes LookingBeing ShyWaste Of Space Author:Carol Rifka Brunt
