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The old gods may be great, but they are neither kind nor merciful. They are fickle, unsteady as moonlight on water, or shadows in a storm. If you insist on calling them, take heed: be careful what you ask for, be willing to pay the price. And no matter how desperate or dire, never pray to the gods that answer after dark.
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 7 | Location 27-30 2020-10-27 18:43:43
March is such a fickle month. It is the seam between winter and spring—though seam suggests an even hem, and March is more like a rough line of stitches sewn by an unsteady hand, swinging wildly between January gusts and June greens. You don’t know what you’ll find, until you step outside.
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 20 | Location 167-170 2020-10-28 01:30:43
As if you couldn’t like one place and want to see another.
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 23 | Location 224-225 2020-10-28 15:47:35
“Heaven is a nice spot in the shade, a broad tree over my bones.”
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 27 | Location 294-294 2020-10-28 15:58:40
“The old gods may be great, but they are neither kind nor merciful. They are fickle, unsteady as moonlight on water, or shadows in a storm. If you insist on calling them, take heed: be careful what you ask for, be willing to pay the price.” She leans over Adeline, casting her in shadow. “And no matter how desperate or dire, never pray to the gods that answer after dark.”
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 30 | Location 346-349 2020-10-28 16:05:36
Stories are a way to preserve one’s self. To be remembered. And to forget.
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 35 | Location 431-432 2020-10-29 10:21:35
Books, she has found, are a way to live a thousand lives—or to find strength in a very long one.
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 35 | Location 433-434 2020-10-29 10:21:50
But it is a lonely thing, to be forgotten. To remember when no one else does.
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 77 | Location 1251-1252 2020-11-02 23:39:23
A record made. The first mark she left upon the world, long before she knew the truth, that ideas are so much wilder than memories, that they long and look for ways of taking root.
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 77 | Location 1268-1269 2020-11-02 23:40:50
How do you walk to the end of the world? she once asked. And when Addie didn’t know, the old woman smiled that wrinkled grin, and answered. One step at a time.
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 82 | Location 1369-1370 2020-11-03 14:51:01
Being forgotten, she thinks, is a bit like going mad. You begin to wonder what is real, if you are real. After all, how can a thing be real if it cannot be remembered? It’s like that Zen koan, the one about the tree falling in the woods. If no one heard it, did it happen? If a person cannot leave a mark, do they exist?
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 103 | Location 1702-1705 2020-11-05 00:13:09
I remember seeing that picture and realizing that photographs weren’t real. There’s no context, just the illusion that you’re showing a snapshot of a life, but life isn’t snapshots, it’s fluid. So photos are like fictions. I loved that about them. Everyone thinks photography is truth, but it’s just a very convincing lie.”
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 239 | Location 4229-4232 2020-11-16 23:44:12
Memories are stiff, but thoughts are freer things. They throw out roots, they spread and tangle, and come untethered from their source. They are clever, and stubborn, and perhaps—perhaps—they are in reach.
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 327 | Location 5829-5831 2020-11-18 23:56:18
she wonders if this is what memory feels like for others, this slow erasure of details.
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 338 | Location 6031-6032 2020-11-19 00:10:51
“Nothing is all good or all bad,” she says. “Life is so much messier than that.”
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 418 | Location 7504-7505 2020-11-20 00:34:20
And this, he decides, is what a good-bye should be. Not a period, but an ellipsis, a statement trailing off, until someone is there to pick it up.
<The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue>(Schwab, V. E.) Your Highlight on page 419 | Location 7524-7526 2020-11-20 00:35:35