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61 " Does everyone else feel like this?”“Like what? Worried? Uncertain? Hopeful and cynical at the same time?”“Yeah.”“Sure they do, baby. That’s how it feels to be alive.”“It’s not a good feeling.”“Well, who knows what a fish feels; it might be even worse. "
― Abbi Waxman , The Bookish Life of Nina Hill
62 " How many people do we encounter every day who might be related to us, or simply people who might have become the best friends we ever had, or our second spouses, or the agents of our destruction, if we only spent more than seconds with them? He realized he was staring. "
63 " Solitude is independence.-Hermann HesseIndependence is happiness.-Susan B. AnthonyHappiness is having your own library card.-Sally Brown, Peanuts "
64 " her plan was to come home and read until bedtime. "
65 " As her heroine Monica Geller would say, Rules help control the fun. "
66 " As her good friend Leah once said, she wasn’t mean; she was painfully accurate. "
67 " I’m lonely,” the young character Ulysses said, “and I don’t know what I’m lonely for. "
68 " Bad things sometimes happen to good sentences. "
69 " Sartre said hell was other people, but that was only because the 405 hadn’t been built yet. "
70 " Other people are overrated. "
71 " It was a FriXion, she was pleased to see, and then she was mildly embarrassed that she even noticed. "
72 " Body language told you so much; text on its own was subject to misinterpretation in every way possible. "
73 " That’s one positive thing about texting; you can pause and consider your options, whereas in face-to-face conversation, a silence of three minutes would be weird. "
74 " Phil wasn’t really saying any of this, of course, because he’s a cat and cats don’t talk, but his voice in her head was listing her dream dads. "
75 " I guess there are as many ways to mother someone as there are mothers. "
76 " Shelf space was always a problem for the dedicated booklover. "
77 " Biology is not destiny, and love is not proportionate to shared DNA. "
78 " It didn’t matter what hit the fan; as long as there were unread books in the world, she would be fine. Being surrounded by books was the closest she’d ever gotten to feeling like the member of a gang. The books had her back, and the nonfiction, at least, was ready to fight if necessary. "
79 " Do you know the best feeling in the world? ... It's reading a book, loving every second of it, then turning to the front and discovering that the writer wrote fourteen zillion others. "
80 " she thought of books as medication and sanctuary and the source of all good things. Nothing yet had proven her wrong. "