In Mary's world there are simple truths. The Sisterhood always knows best. The Guardians will protect and serve. The Unconsecrated will never relent. And you must always mind the fence that surrounds the village; the fence that protects the village from the Forest of Hands and Teeth. But,... read more
This was a great story about a girl named Mary . She lives in this Fenced in community that is far deep inside this forest. Now when I say gated , I mean this little village is gated all the way around it to protect from whats on the outside. They are worried day and night that whats on the... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
When you know love … that's what makes this life worth it. When you live with it every day. Wake up with it, hold on to it during the thunder and after a nightmare. When love is your refuge from the death that surrounds us all and when it fills you so tight that you can't express it.”Highlighted by 45 Kindle customers
“You think you want love, Mary. You think it is this beautiful gift that does nothing but fill you and make you whole. But you are wrong. Love can be cruel and ugly. It can become dark and cause the deepest pain.Highlighted by 43 Kindle customers
Who are we if not the stories we pass down? What happens when there's no one left to tell those stories? To hear them? Who will ever know that I existed? What if we are the only ones left—who will know our stories then? And what will happen to everyone else's stories? Who will remember those?Highlighted by 42 Kindle customers
I sob because this is not a life. This is not the way life should be and because I don't know how to fix any of it.Highlighted by 39 Kindle customers
I want to sleep, I want dreams to pull me from this world and make me forget. To stop the memories from swirling around me. To put an end to this ache that consumes me.Highlighted by 35 Kindle customers
And suddenly I wonder what right we have to believe our childhood dreams will come true.Highlighted by 31 Kindle customers
I realize that sometimes death comes before you expect it. That while we are rarely prepared for our friends, family and loved ones to die, we are never prepared for our own deaths. Never prepared to reconcile our own regrets.Highlighted by 28 Kindle customers
I think about how fragile we are here—like fish in a glass bowl with darkness pressing in on every side.Highlighted by 27 Kindle customers
It's as if there is infinity between our lips and we will never actually touch. Like math, where dividing by half can last for eternity.Highlighted by 25 Kindle customers
Every night I drown and every morning I wake up struggling to breathe.Highlighted by 23 Kindle customers
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Followed by The Dead-Tossed Waves.
Some kissing but nothing more. Most notable is frequent mentions of death, some decapatation and descriptions of zombies, though none seriously graphic.
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