27 Quotes About My-sister-s-keeper

I pick up a pen and start to unscrew the whole thing, pull out the skinny little tube of blue ink. It would be so cool to have one of these built inside you, like a squid; you could point your finger and leave your mark on anything you wanted.

For the first time in my life I begin to understand how a parent my hit a child--it's because you can look into their eyes and see a reflection of yourself that you wish you hadn't.

I hadn't been thinking, actually. I was just trying to get to a place where I'd be noticed.

I sometimes wonder if it's just me, or if there are other women who figure out where they're supposed to be by going nowhere.

I'd try to stuff myself into one of these scenarios, but it's like wearing a size five sneaker when your foot is a seven--you can get by for a few steps, and then you sit down and pull off the shoe because it just plain hurts too much.

My father looked right at me, but he didn't answer. And his eyes were dazed and staring through me, like I was made out of smoke.That was the first time I thought that maybe I was.

As she gets sicker, she fades a little more, until I am afraid one day I will wake up and not be able to see her at all.

Don't say it. Don't say nobody's going to stare at me, because they will. Don't tell me it doesn't matter because it does. And don't tell me I look fine because that's a lie. I'm a freak, Mom. Look at me.

I find myself staring at the goldfish. Bright as a penny, he swims in circles, happy to be going nowhere.