My mother gave me a disappointed look. Then I gave her one back. Mine was for everything, not just the sandwich. Carol Rifka Brunt More Quotes by Carol Rifka Brunt More Quotes From Carol Rifka Brunt I go to the movies whenever I get the chance, because the movie theater is like the woods. It's another place that's like a time machine. Carol Rifka Brunt woods machines chance After a snowstorm is the best time to be in the woods, because all the empty beer and soda cans and candy wrappers disappear, and you don't have to try as hard to be in another time. Plus there's just something beautiful about walking on snow that nobody else has walked on. Carol Rifka Brunt beer snow beautiful You can build a whole world around the tiniest of touches. Carol Rifka Brunt whole-world whole world It's hard to do that, to decide to believe one thing over another. Carol Rifka Brunt one-thing hard believe It seemed like life was a sort of narrowing tunnel Right when you were born, the tunnel was huge. You could be anything,. Then, like, the absolute second after you were born, the tunnel narrowed down to about half that size....I figured on the day you died, the tunnel would be so narrow, you'd have squeezed yourself in with so many choices, that you just got squashed. Carol Rifka Brunt tunnels choices would-be I felt like I had proof that not all days are the same length, not all time has the same weight. Proof that there are worlds and worlds and worlds on top of worlds, if you want them to be there. Carol Rifka Brunt weight life world The kinds of things I want don't cost money. Carol Rifka Brunt cost kind want Watching people is a good hobby, but you have to be careful about it. You can’t let people catch you staring at them. If people catch you, they treat you like a first-class criminal. And maybe they’re right to do that. Maybe it should be a crime to try to see things about people they don’t want you to see. Carol Rifka Brunt class trying people There are dark black buttons tattooed on my heart. I’ll carry them for the rest of my days. Carol Rifka Brunt black dark heart If my life was a film, I’d have walked out by now. Carol Rifka Brunt film ifs You think I don't know about wrong love, June? You think I don't understand embarrassing love? Carol Rifka Brunt embarrassing june thinking That's what being shy feels like. Like my skin is too thin, the light too bright. Like the best place I could possibly be is in a tunnel far under the cool, dark earth. Someone asks me a question and I stare at them, empty-faced, my brain jammed up with how hard I'm trying to find something interesting to say. And in the end, all I can do is nod or shrug, because the light of their eyes looking at me, waiting for me, is just too much to take. And then it's over and there's one more person in the world who thinks I'm a complete and total waste of space. Carol Rifka Brunt eye dark thinking