“I'm just me," Linus said, unsure of where this was going. "I don't know how to be anyone else but who I already am. This is how I've always been. It's not much, but I do the best I can with what I have.” Self LoveIndividualityIndentityThe House In The Cerulean Sea Book:The House in the Cerulean Sea Source: The House in the Cerulean Sea
“If one were to ask if Linus Baker was lonely, he would have scrunched up his face in surprise. The thought would be foreign, almost shocking. And though the smallest of lies hurt his head and made his stomach twist, there was a chance he would still say no, even though he was, and almost desperately so. And maybe some part of him would believe it. He'd accepted long ago that some people, no matter how good their heart was or how much love they had to give, would always be alone. It was their lot in life, and Linus had figured out, at the age of twenty-seven, that it seemed to be that way for him. Oh, there was no specific event that brought along this line of thinking. It was just that he felt... dimmer than others. Like he was faded in a crystal-clear world. He wasn't meant to be seen.” LonelinessThe House In The Cerulean Sea Author:T.J. Klune