One Thing About Failing Repeatedly: If You're

Books And Novels In Particular That Grapple With Quite A Few Things Are Difficult To Explain, So I Think That First Line Can Come In A Substitute For Trying To Form A Longer Sense Of What The Book Is About.

I Tried To Take Solace In Holiday, Our Dog. I Missed Him In A Way I Hadn't Yet Let Myself Miss My Mother And Father, My Sister And Brother. That Way Of Missing Would Mean That I Had Accepted That I Would Never Be With Them Again; It Might Sound Silly But I Didn't Believe It, Would Not Believe It.

The Earth Has A Mouth?” Buckley Asked. A Big Round Mouth But With No Lips,” My Father Said. Jack,” My Mother Said, Laughing, “stop It. Do You Know I Caught Him Outside Growling At The Snapdragons?

I Forgive You," I Said. I Said What I Had To. I Would Die By Pieces To Save Myself From Real Death.

I Would Do Exactly What You Are Doing: I Would Talk To Everyone I Needed To, I Would Not Tell Too Many People His Name. When I Was Sure," She Said, "i Would Find A Quiet Way, And I Would Kill Him.