The disorientation, the distraction, the difficulty focusing-all classic. Phase One signs of deliria.
Laurie Halse AndersonThe cops say that thing:'anything you say will be used against you.' Self-incrimination. I looked it up. Three-point vocab word. So why does everyone make such a hairy deal about me not talking? Maybe I don't want to incriminate myself. Maybe I don't like the sound of my voice. Maybe I don't have anything to say.
Laurie Halse AndersonI don't say anything and I feel awful. I tell somebody and I feel worse. I'm having trouble finding a middle ground.
Laurie Halse AndersonIt was like looking at a knot, knowing it was a knot, but not knowing how to untie it. I had no map for this life.
Laurie Halse AndersonThe fat, pumpkin-colored moon rose, turning bloodstains into shadows. All of the colors of shirts and jackets and uniforms paled to the same shade of gray.
Laurie Halse AndersonBroken leaves flew into the air from the violence of his thrashing, and the gore and blood kept pouring from the black hole in his belly and from his mouth - surely enough blood for ten men, a sight horrid enough to make God Himself weep - and suddenly, his boots stopped running and his form stilled and then......Death caught him.
Laurie Halse AndersonI'm the only one sitting alone, under the glowing neon sign which reads, "Complete and Total Loser, Not Quite Sane. Stay Away. Do Not Feed.
Laurie Halse Anderson. . . I can't face the idea of riding home on a busful of sweaty, smiling teeth sucking up my oxygen.
Laurie Halse AndersonIt was the most eloquent silence I ever heard.
Laurie Halse AndersonIn one aspect, yes, I believe in ghosts, but we create them. We haunt ourselves.
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