“This life came so close to never happening..”
“What had happened still seemed implausible. A person was present your entire life, and then one day she disappeared and never came back. It resisted belief.”
“This was the first time in my life that so many things would never happen again.”
“...I have noticed that when things happen in one's imaginings, they never happen in one's life, so I am curbing myself.”
“Bad things always happened. People left, went away, and never came back.”
“Life is just one long day separated into sections by sleep. Life never stops happening until you are dead. So whatever happens-love, grief, hate, shame- never disappears. It just gets easier to live with. It just scabs over, waiting for something else significant to happen.”