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James Frey
“I miss everything. I miss talking to her, hearing about her day. I miss her voice all gravelly and smoky, I miss hearing her laugh, I miss getting her letters, writing her letters. I miss her eyes, and the smell of her hair, and the way her breath tasted. I fucking miss everything. I miss knowing she was around, because it helped me to know that she was around, someone like her existed. I guess most of all, I miss knowing I would see her again. I always thought I'd see her again.”
James Frey, My Friend Leonard

Benjamin Alire Sáenz
“I hated being volunteered. The problem with my life was that it was someone else's idea.”
Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

George R.R. Martin
“Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell's grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan's stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow's smile. He used to mess my hair and call me "little sister," she remembered, and suddenly there were tears in her eyes.”
George R.R. Martin, A Feast for Crows

Sharon Olds
“Once you lose someone it is never exactly
the same person who comes back.”
Sharon Olds, Satan Says

Dennis Lehane
“Waking, after all, was an almost natal state. You surfaced without history, then spent the blinks and yawns reassembling your past, shuffling the shards into chronological order before fortifying yourself for the present.”
Dennis Lehane, Shutter Island