55 Quotes by Samantha Hunt

The more alone I get, the louder the world becomes.

We didn’t find him for three days because we didn’t realize he was missing. That’s the saddest part of this story. He’d hanged himself from a tree, one of several that grew in a small sliver of land between my parents’ house and the neighbors’, out by a swing set untouched for years. He timbered over like a sapling when my father cut him down, his body gone stiff.

I feel something foreign bloom between my husband and me, an intruder, a mold. I see my husband with eyes that don’t know him, as if he quite suddenly became a man from Brazil, or grew a beard, or started speaking in a southern accent. As if after eleven years of marriage he somehow had all of his secrets returned to him, made secret again.

Two people who live their lives alone in rooms doing strange, gentle things can sometimes be together in the middle of a dangerous storm in a house made of glass.

Two teenage boys have tattoos on their necks, instantly halving the alienation they’d hoped to achieve.

I'll just tell you what I remember because memory is as close as I've gotten to building my own time machine.

She's not very old but the cigarettes help her to feel like she is.

Because every story is a ghost story, even mine.

These woods are where silence has come to lick its wounds.