53 Quotes by Jenna Blum

However, the knowledge that her misery has company is little comfort, and this jubilant springtime display is not to be trusted. Life is a frosted cake made of worms.

Severe weather is just Nature’s way of correcting an imbalance.

It’s like being in a sort of club, isn’t it? A bereavement club. You don’t choose to join it; it’s thrust upon you. And the members whose lives have been changed have more knowledge than those who aren’t in it, but the price of belonging is so terribly high.

They change my brain. So in essence, what you’re saying I should do is compromise my very self, my understanding and feeling of who I am, to conform to what you want. Is that it?

Time will fold over the past if you let it.

But I’m going to prove there’s a link between storms that rapid-cycle and ones that produce tornadoes because I’m a rapid cycler myself.

No,” he said, “I have no sensation there.” That was true, and it was the blessing of scars: the deeper they were, the more you couldn’t feel anything in them at all.

There is, of course, no way of knowing for certain. There is no way to know what they felt, those millions who were given no chance at survival. I can only speculate. And even I, a Jew – yes, I am a Jew, Dr. Swenson, and my entire family was murdered by the Nazis – even I can only imagine a pale facsimile of what it must have been like. But I do know that there is no justification. No possible rationalization for what the Nazis did, for what civilian Germans permitted and encouraged to happen.

Kevin was right, Karena thinks, there is grotesquerie here, but it’s not Karena and Charles. It’s Charles’s disorder, the way it reduces a grown man to sobbing panic on the floor. The way it renders Karena unable to feel. The way it takes you by the hand, nodding and smiling slyly, and leads you back to the same old place every time, so just when you think everything might be all right after all, you come home and open a door to a room full of blood.