“My life—my real life—started when a man walked into it, a handsome stranger in a perfectly cut suit, and, yes, I know how that sounds.”
Random Thoughts: The author’s bio says she’s an acclaimed poet and you can really tell—the language is beautiful. There are many references to classic books and films throughout the book, too.
“Maybe love comes in at the eyes, but not nearly as much as it comes in at the ears, at least in my experience. As we talked, lights flicked on inside my head; by the end of the night, I was a planetarium.” (p. 40)
“If nothing mattered to you, nothing could change you into someone terrible and cruel. Then Clare turned to a clean sheet [of notebook paper] and began a list: Miss Havisham, Aunt Sponge and Aunt Spiker, Miss Minchin, Uriah Heep, Voldemort, Snape. People who had let life make them hateful. The characters no one wanted to be.” (p. 64)
“Clare lay on her side on the guestroom bed in her father’s apartment, not sleeping, trying to imagine herself as a piece of driftwood. She tucked in her knees and circled them with her arms, pulling in tight, making herself small. She wanted every part of her body to be touching another part of her body so that she was aware of all her edges, all the places Clare ended and the rest of the world began.” (p. 99)
“Cornelia lives in her body just like I live in mine, Clare understood suddenly. She’s the main character in her
story, just like I’m the main character in mine.” (p. 178)
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