19 Quotes by James Dawson

It’s a never-ending quest for a state of perfection that doesn’t exist.

Frankly, if you want to identify as a carrot, I will march in the Carrot Pride parade with you.

When I was little, a year seemed like the longest thing in the world.

When you take away our bodies and our names, all that’s left is the feeling. And the feeling is like warm honey.

It was funny, thought Lis, how everything seemed possible in the middle of the night. The fairy tales had seemed almost laughable at school. They weren’t so funny any more.

Lis felt the corners of her mouth turn up a little. She’d never had friends like this. Friends who wanted to see her flourish not fade. Their eager faces were like mirrors in which she could see herself more clearly.

She shared the burden of Laura’s cruelty with the others and was less of a victim as a result. Maybe there was some kind of mathematical formula for it: vulnerability times mockery divided by support, or something.

Bobbie wondered if that’s how long you truly live for – until the last person who remembers you, until the final bouquet on your grave.

The less we understand a group in society – the less we bother to learn – the more misconceptions and worries we have.