I have three younger siblings, and used to tell them an awful lot of lies when they were growing up. The best thing about being a writer is that now I can say that my lies were all in the name of literary creativity. Unfortunately, my brothers and sister don’t believe me.
Marie RutkoskiSome days are just born bad. You know the type. The kind you want to sweep into your palm like spilled salt and toss over your left shoulder, hoping that if you don't look back nothing worse will happen.
Marie RutkoskiTags: bad-days
How can you interpret the behavior of others when you're a mystery to yourself?
Marie RutkoskiIsn't that... isn't that what friends do? They change our perspective on the world. Part of why we care about them is because we love that feeling. The feeling of being changed.
Marie RutkoskiTags: conn
There can be second chances. But maybe it's also true that things can never be the same, and that you have to decide whether the second chance lives up to the first.
Marie RutkoskiTags: darcy
When you're a stranger to people you care about, you become a stranger to yourself.
Marie RutkoskiTags: darcy
Truth was like an exploding star: violent, glitteringly beautiful. Now that I had seen it, felt it, it was impossible to settle for anything less.
Marie RutkoskiJust because you don't know something doesn't mean it's not true.
Marie RutkoskiIt's easier to break something than create it.
Marie RutkoskiIf you would like to know how easy it is to overlook evil, Petra could tell you: it is the easiest thing in the world.
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