• even though it was beautiful and comfortable, and even though it was the world, it was also a little bit boring. No, wait. Maybe boring isn’t the right word. What’s the word I’m wanting here? Lonely. That’s it. It was a little bit lonely

    Catherine Ryan Hyde
  • [There] was a time when a lot of people came to the door. The milkman. The iceman. The Fuller Brush man. Encyclopedia salesmen. There was a sense of interaction with the world that started right at your own front doorstep

    Catherine Ryan Hyde
  • Don't you dare give up on me

    Catherine Ryan Hyde
  • And then, every time I didn't see her, there was a fall involved. I thought about dancing on the fifth-floor ledge outside out apartment. Every train she wasn't on felt something like hitting the pavement from five floors up. So maybe my father was right about that. Maybe happiness and excitement really are dangerous things

    Catherine Ryan Hyde
  • This is what we do. We do crazy shit because we're broken. That's who we are. That's what we do

    Catherine Ryan Hyde
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