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“Sara had never believed that you had to meet someone in person to be friends—many of her most rewarding relationships had been with people who didn’t even exist—but suddenly it all felt so false, disrespectful even, to cling to the idea that she and Amy had, in some way, meant something to each other.”
“Amy is…” Sara stopped. “She’s nice.”
She was. It was just that she was also dead.”
“She had perfectly styled dark hair that seemed almost to be an entity in itself and the slightly manic smile of someone who spends too much time with small children.”
“She ran a blog about the town too. Caroline had never cared to find out what, exactly, a blog was. No good could come from such a thing, of that much she was sure.”
“It was like trying to change an unhappy ending in a book. However much you tried to convince yourself that things could end differently if only you could get rid of the sadistic bungler of an author, it was all still there in the back of your mind.”
“It was all fine and well looking like a grandmother if you actually had grandchildren, but it was hardly the right look if you still wanted to go about getting some.”
“A gas stove. How, exactly, do you turn on a gas stove? And what happens if you do it wrong?”
“They could be completely uninterested in you, but the moment you picked up a book, you were the one being rude.”
“The real crime of these lists isn’t that they leave deserving books off them, but that they make people see fantastic literacy adventures as obligations.”
“Books that had already been read were the best.”
“Cigarette packets came with warnings, so why not tragic books? There was wording on bottles of beer warning against drinking and driving, but not a single word about the consequences of reading books without tissues to hand.”
“There was nothing worse than bad chick lit.”
“Or, and this was almost worse, one might have written a brilliant book but then turn out to be dead.”
“It was boring to think of books as something you should read just because others had, and besides, she was much too easily distracted. There were far too many books out there to stick to any kind of theme.”
“I’ve always thought it’s wrong to judge books, or people, blindly.”
“Amy,” she said, “do you think our dreams are subject to inflation?”
“It probably did, Sara thought. An incomplete series could be catastrophic, even for those around you.”
“Not that it made things any easier, because she had about as much knowledge of how to host a dinner between friends as she did of going on a date.”
“And if you love a book, you want to share it with others.”
“There’s always a person for every book. And a book for every person.”
“Insist on wanting to get married and have you, rather than just hanging out with a little moonshine and some semiautomatic weapons.”
“Let people laugh. It just means we’re living more interesting lives than they are.”
“The world was simply full of happy endings, Sara thought, turning back to William. It would have been a waste not to make use of them.”
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