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Harlan Coben

Tell No One

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  • Макс Поляковцитирует5 лет назад
    But I remembered how the laugh and the howl and the splash would ripple and echo in the stillness of our lake, and I wondered if ripples and echoes like those ever fully die away, if somewhere in the woods my father’s joyful yelps still bounced quietly off the trees. Silly thought, but there you go.
  • b1022551564цитирует6 лет назад
    Don't show me paradise and then burn it down.
  • b1022551564цитирует6 лет назад
    Well-meaning friends – often the worst kind – handed me the usual clichés, and so I feel in a pretty good position to warn you: Just offer your deepest condolences. Don't tell me I'm young. Don't tell me it'll get better. Don't tell me she's in a better place. Don't tell me it's part of some divine plan. Don't tell me that I was lucky to have known such a love. Every one of those platitudes pissed me off. They made me – and this is going to sound uncharitable – stare at the idiot and wonder why he or she still breathed while my Elizabeth rotted.
  • b1022551564цитирует6 лет назад
    I started crying immediately. Sobbing uncontrollably. I sobbed like that for almost a week without letup. I sobbed through the funeral. I let no one touch me, not even Shauna or Einda. I slept alone in our bed, burying my head in Elizabeth 's pillow, trying to smell her. I went through her closets and pressed her clothes against my face. None of this was comforting. It was weird and it hurt. But it was her smell, a part of her, and I did it anyway.
  • Habitante de libroцитирует3 года назад
    Our first kiss was exquisite and familiar and frighteningly desperate, two people who'd finally reached the surface after misjudging the depth of the water.
  • Habitante de libroцитирует3 года назад
    I learned that just because you can't see any other explanation doesn't mean that one doesn't exist. It just means you can't see it."
  • Habitante de libroцитирует3 года назад
    two hearts become one. When one dies, the other follows.
  • Habitante de libroцитирует3 года назад
    The Bad Man isn't lurking in playgrounds, kiddies. He lives in your house.
  • Habitante de libroцитирует3 года назад
    Sex is for anyone; the aftermath is for lovers.
  • Habitante de libroцитирует3 года назад
    Hope, that caged bird that just won't die, broke free.
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