“I forgot for a second that he was my ancestral enemy, and felt bad for him; then i consoled myself that bird poop brings good luck”
“A spider brings good luck before midnight and bad luck after.”
“I think we consider too much the luck of the early bird and not enough the bad luck of the early worm.”
“It is two years since I emerged from depression and I no longer want myself dead. I want myself alive. I am no longer my own enemy. Depression is the enemy. The monster lives at my gate. My hope is that, with sufficient effort and luck, I can keep it there.”
“Seeing him this close to me brings back every single feeling I've ever felt for this boy... the good and the bad.”
“I was where my heart held out hope that someday I would be again. It was the reason I never forgot him. My heart had held onto him. And as he clung to me, as he soothed me, held me, I felt everything begin to relax.”