Tragedy is when someone ends up dead. Everything else is just a bump in the road. For the record, that was something Daddy used to say.

Gabrielle Zevin

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It's when you don't need something that you tend to lose it. by Gabrielle Zevin

It's when you don't need something that you tend to lose it.

Gabrielle Zevin

loses needs

The theme of the dance was "Great Romances," or some such nonsense. There were projections of supposedly great couples from the past on the walls of the gym. Romeo and Juliet, Antony and Cleopatra, Hermione and Ron, Bonnie and Clyde, etc.

Gabrielle Zevin

wall couple past

I'm allergic to sad memories. It's the worst. by Gabrielle Zevin

I'm allergic to sad memories. It's the worst.

Gabrielle Zevin

sad-memories worst memories

Dance with me,' Win said. 'I know I'm probably making a fool of myself. You're probably thinking, how many times do I have to reject this guy? Can't he take a hint?' I shook my head. 'But somehow I don't even care. I see you in your red dress, standing by the punch table, and something in me wants to keep trying. I think, she is a person worth knowing.

Gabrielle Zevin

knowing winning thinking

That Woman is in love with her own grief. by Gabrielle Zevin

That Woman is in love with her own grief.

Gabrielle Zevin

grief

It was such a sweet, sad song with such sweet, sad lyrics. Old-fashioned a little, but also timeless.

Gabrielle Zevin

littles song sweet

But then again maybe "I will" is nicer. It has a future in it. by Gabrielle Zevin

But then again maybe "I will" is nicer. It has a future in it.

Gabrielle Zevin

Well, for one, you have to remember not to scream. Once you have their attention, whispering is much more effective. Screaming ghosts scare people, you know

Gabrielle Zevin

scare attention people

Chocolate doesn't solve everything, Nana." "It solves a whole hec... by Gabrielle Zevin

Chocolate doesn't solve everything, Nana." "It solves a whole heck of a lot, though.

Gabrielle Zevin

solve chocolate whole

I don't think I would have minded you being the keeper of my secr... by Gabrielle Zevin

I don't think I would have minded you being the keeper of my secrets.

Gabrielle Zevin

keepers secret thinking

You can't avoid orphan stories, child. Every story is an orphan story. We are all orphaned sooner or later.

Gabrielle Zevin

orphan stories children

The truth is, sometimes too much can happen in a relationship, and then there's nothing anyone can do or say. It's broken.

Gabrielle Zevin

too-much broken sometimes

What were you like," I asked her. "we're you happy? Or were you s... by Gabrielle Zevin

What were you like," I asked her. "we're you happy? Or were you smiling because they told you to?

Gabrielle Zevin

And I was crying for gravity. It had sent me down the stairs, and I'd thought that meant something, but maybe it was just the direction that all things tend to flow.

Gabrielle Zevin

stairs cry flow

It is a lie that people who love each other must know everything about each other. Love must occasionally allow for a gap.

Gabrielle Zevin

gaps lying people

Sometimes things seem so unbearable in the middle of the night, don't they? In the middle of the night, we're all such children.

Gabrielle Zevin

unbearable night children

if you were older you might agree with me. you might say that real love steals nothing. you might say that real love leaves a person intact. you would be wrong, jane. love is a greedy toddler who knows only the word 'mine.

Gabrielle Zevin

real might love-is

But in my defense, I knew enough about her to know I wanted to know everything else; I knew as much about her as she wanted me to know; I knew as much about her as anyone ever knows about anyone. And isn't love just curiosity at the beginning anyway?

Gabrielle Zevin

defense curiosity enough

i've made room for you, she said. if you want it, there's room. by Gabrielle Zevin

i've made room for you, she said. if you want it, there's room.

Gabrielle Zevin

made want rooms

For the longest time after that, neither of us said anything. I was unaccustomed to his silence, but I didn't mind it. I knew near everything about him, and he knew near everything about me, and all that made our quiet a kind of song. The kind you hum without even knowing what it is or why you're humming it. The kind that you've always known.

Gabrielle Zevin

silence knowing song