Hannah Moskowitz Quotes

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“I want to tell her not to speak, want to say it, but her lips are on mine again and I taste me and I taste her and I dont taste what were saying and I dont taste Noah. I taste Camus—I owe to such evenings the idea I have of innocence.”
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I don't want to die, but I wish waking up every morning didn't feel like such a fuck-you every single time.

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When you're grieving, the times you're happy are so much more tragic than the times that you aren't. Because being happy feels fake and it feels temporary and it feels meaningless. And hating being happy is a shitty way to live.

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“Hellos are harder than good-byes”

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There is no going back, so fuck you, universe.

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“Just wanted to let you know I got in all right. And also that my chest hurts as if I MAY BE DYING, because I accidentally left my heart on your kitchen counter. I hate when that happens.”

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“I hate when people do this. I hate when people hide their cards to feel secret and strong. That's no way of dealing with anything.”

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What's love when you're too fucked up to feel it right?
I think it's a weapon.

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“I could totally be a ...
whatever."
"Sailor?"
"On a boat?"
"Yep."
"Yeah." He'll sigh all wistfully. "I could be a sailor. But I'm too busy being a fish.”

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“I think this is the part where we stop pretending we're not going to see each other again.”

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“I ignore people who need me and latch on to people who don't. I dive into every other world except my own just because I want something more glamorous than my real life. I do destructive shit so a stupid hypocritical fish will like me.
I fall for fish instead of girls.”

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Even though Graham and I went back to arguing and stealing socks and hiding each other's toothbrushes in the litter box, I didn't forget that Graham didn't think I needed a best friend, because either it meant he thought I was cool enough to handle everything alone or-and this was what I hoped-it meant that he was my best friend, quietly, forever, no matter what.
I mean, after all, whose skates had I been wearing?

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Soon we're both frowning hard at the paperwork. "Middle name?" Noah says. "Does Gideon even have a middle name?"
"I don't know"
Noah turns to me and says, "Do you have a middle name?" his glare implying that, if I do, this whole thing is somehow my fault.
"I ... have no idea."
"Primary language spoken at home." Noah makes a face. "What does this mean? Our primary language? Gideon's? That's sort of why we're here ... "
"Um, it's under family, so I'm guessing ours?"
"Well ... " Noah lowers his pen. The paperwork has defeated him. "What's our primary language?"
"English? ASL? Physical affection?"
"Food?" Noah says.
"Food's a good guess."
He picks up the pen. "I'm writing food, comma passive aggressive."
"Good call.

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“He says, "But it is really whatever, you know? You've saved me way more times. And we call ourselves friends."
It doesn't matter what we call ourselves, really. "You already saved me," I say.
"That was nothing."
"I'm not talking about the cave."
He wrinkles his nose.
"That first day," I say, "When you got up on the rocks to flirt with a human boy."
He smiles big, with all his ground-down teeth shining.”

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“There's so much about girls I don't understand. I don't know how I'm old enough to kiss them but not old enough to talk to them.”

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“He'd kill one to save me, but not to save himself. Just like I'd risk Dylan's life for him but not for me. It makes us a little horrible.”

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“Break a body, grow a better body. The worse you're hurt, the stronger you get.”

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“Pathetic, huh?" He learned that word
from me.
"Yeah. It's like the opposite of a fish,
right?”

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I guess I haven't made it clear how I feel about Charlotte. Well, she puts my heart in a microwave and watches as it warms up and explodes. When I'm around her, my blood runs hot and thick. It's beautiful.
You could say there's nothing special about her. You could make the case.
But, really, she's special because nobody else can do the microwave thing.

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You're broken, and you're fixed. And you're better.

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“Make sure you're not expecting cute. This isn't Looking For Alaska.”

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“And I know, by Noah's face, that even though he knew it, he didn't believe it, even though we all knew it, we were all holding on, somehow, hoping they'd keep trying, that they could just keep on living and fighting. We trusted them to do that.”

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“I am tough for a reason and it is to fucking destroy the music. I dance hard.”

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I've always had a fandom. I've always had characters who live in my head and mess with my heart and tell me stories, and I love it.

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“I wish we could get away from our fish.”

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“He shakes his head. "They're hunting the Enkis. I know that. And I get that. But ... we're special."
"The reason they want them is because they're special. Anchovies aren't going to cure anyone."
"That's not the special I mean." He catches another fish and hugs it to his chest.
I'm trying to be gentle. "They're only special to you because they're yours."
"I could say the same thing about that cute kid you were holding."
Well, shit.”

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I say, "Good job, buddy," and his face is like I've just fixed the whole world.

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“And fuck it, because that was seriously fucking fantastic.”

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Sometimes I hate the things I am allowed to do.

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“Sixteen-year-old guys smell like deodorant and fast food. Then you turn seventeen and you get fresh.”

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“Dad laughs. "You want to take a break? Go play with them?"
The problem is I'm sixteen, almost seventeen, and I don't want to play with them as much as I want to want to play with them. Maybe this feeling is what Noah's been running from.”

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“Craig, he says, in that tone that's like, I'm one step away from middle-naming you.”

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“Camus-boy, you're always going to be the same you, just older. It's not like there's a moment when you wake up and go, Shit, I'm grown-up, I don't feel like myself anymore.'
I don't tell him, but this is the scariest fucking thing I've ever heard in my life. Being grown-up should feel like a big transition. It can't be something that, despite my best efforts, I've been drifting closer and closer to every summer. It needs to be a shock. I need to know at what point to stop holding on. And that moment will suck, and probably every moment after that will suck, but at least I'll know that everything that came before really was valid. I really was young and innocent. I wasn't fooling myself.”

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I don't tell him about how I have to leave my family organism, break out firmly and finally. I don't tell him that I'm a parasite, and I'm ruining them. That my functionality is tearing them to pieces.

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“His tragic flaw is that he is a walking tragedy, and his smile makes me feel alive.”

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“Shit, boy. Look at me. Do they have me right now? Are you tying me up and hitting me and ... whatever? Did you trap me?"
"I ... " I shake my head.
"And do I look free?”

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So once the zookeeper realized it was the monkeys who stole the bananas, he knew there was only one way he'd be able to get them back."
"How?" I whispered. My throat was so sore.
"Don't talk. He had to beat them in shuffleboard, of course."
"What?"
"I said don't talk. Monkeys love shuffleboard."
He used a page from a homework assignment he'd failed and a stack of quarters to make a shuffleboard court. I watched the monkeys and the zookeepers have their showdown while I sipped the last of my applejuice.
"Need more?" Graham asked me without looking up, when my straw skidded against the dry bottom of the box.
"Uh uh."
"You're supposed to drink juice."
"I just drank some."
"More, though."
I shook my head.
"Drink more juice or the monkeys are going to kill you. The only thing they love more than shuffleboard is beating up dehydrated sick boys.

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“There has to be a way. I didn't die in that cave, and Dylan didn't die when he was two, and Teeth didn't die in the shrimp boat, because there is always a way. And I'm going to find it.”

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Will coos, "Jo."
I pretend he's saying my name. I pretend he's calling me back.

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I want to tell her not to speak, want to say it, but her lips are on mine again and I taste me and I taste her and I don't taste what we're saying and I don't taste Noah. I taste Camus-I owe to such evenings the idea I have of innocence.

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It is so much more beautiful than any polar bears in Alaska. Becaues I am here and he is mine and forever is as long as we want it to be.
The rest, as they say, is history.

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“My eyes are darting to all the places my magazines are hidden. I feel like an idiot sometimes for having printed evidence. My friends look at stuff on their phones like it's their job. Don't get me wrong, I've looked, and there's some alright stuff online, but I prefer the magazines. I guess I'm a retro sort of man. Call me classy.”

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“She is still learning how wars keep score.”

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“I don't think those who die are any better than those who stay alive. They just look better. They can't mess anything up anymore.”

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“Am I four years old? All I do is cry and say things are stupid.
I'm stupid.”

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How's everything going, Jonah? This question is enough to piss me off. I hate counselors ... I have Naomi. I don't need this crap.

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“A few innocent people!" my father says. "A few people were shot for absolutely no reason except for where they happened to be."
But ... but, no, I'm calling bullshit, because entire lives are determined by where we happen to be. It's the only reason we care about the cities we care about. God, it's the only reason we fall in love. It's where you happen to be.”