Jennifer DuBois Quotes

When my father wrote about fate, I think he was writing about the reality that is, when there are so many other realities that could have been.

Sadness, forever unacknowledged, eventually becomes resentment.

And anyway, the anticipation was always worse than the thing itself - the anticipation and the memory, of course. And the anticipation of the memory was maybe the worst part of all.

We are inscrutable even to ourselves, I suppose.

There's an intimacy in listening to somebody's lies, I've always thought--you learn more about someone from the things they wish were true than from the things that actually are.

It was bewildering, the way that reality could be overtaken, wrestled down, and murdered by the sheer weight of possibility.

I think the only way to properly face doom is to be on time.