Death Quote by Amie Kaufman — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“What does it mean?” Flynn turns to gaze at me, eyes finally meeting mine.”

“Um, because you're loopier than Flacky McPsycho, Mayor of Crazytown?”

“You’ve ruined me,” she repeats, her voice quieting a little as it catches. “You’ve ruined me—you made me wake up. And now I can’t get rid of you.” Her voice surges again as I reach out, curling my hand around her arm, her skin flushed hot under my fingers. “You won’t leave me alone.”

“Before this moment, I have never wished to be something other than what I am.”

“I could keep him in place with the weight of a fingertip, I think.”

“He can’t take his eyes off the stars, but I can’t take mine off his face. I can see the stars reflected in his eyes, can see the wonder of it in the way his mouth opens but no sound comes out. His eyes, his face—they’re beautiful.”

“To look upon its grass grown yard, where the sunbeams seem to sleep so quietly, one would think that there at least the dead might rest in peace.”

“The local dealers were cutting their coke with crystal meth”

“Being unable to cure death, wretchedness and ignorance, men have decided, in order to be happy, not to think about such things.”

“You had once asked me if I was afraid of death.”

“He comes down next to me, and when I hold out my hand, he takes it. Our fingers lace together. And in that feeling, that perfect feeling of our hands and fingers pressed together, I want to tell him everything. I want to tell him about Josh, and his sister, Emily. I want to tell him about tall, crazy Gert. I want to tell him about bridges and funerals, and most of all, maps. More than anything else, I want to tell him about myself. I want to tell him that I know what things look like from above now. There's so much I want to tell him, because I know he'll understand.”