“It was as if everyone doled themselves out in such small portions. Never completely open, not all at once.” —Hiromi … More
When something was strange, everyone thought they had the right to come stomping in all over your life to figure out why.
Maybe being their child simply means that I will always feel the weight of their past.
We cannot help but be interested in the stories of people that history pushes aside so thoughtlessly.
Right before sleep when the brain is at its most porous and absorbs everything and weeps chemicals indiscriminately, I must … More
Maybe all of us at Hailsham had little secrets like that—little private nooks created out of thin air where we … More
I was wary to start this book to be honest. Several friends warned me about its notoriety for being heart-wrenchingly tragic and painful to read at times, but I embarked on the masochistic journey nonetheless.
The mind is nothing you use…The mind is just there. It is like the wind. You simply feel its movements.
It had become one of the defining truths of my life that, no matter how I tried to keep them … More
If you have to pause, sit back, and take a second to soak in the words you’ve just read, you know it’s a good book.