Abigail Haas Quotes & Sayings

His eyes lingered on me, and I wondered if that was a message. Was he danger? Was I supposed to run?
I wasn't afraid. — Abigail Haas

Some pieces couldn't be glued back together. Some people weren't for fixing.
Sometimes, the only thing to do was burn the whole fucking world down and start again. — Abigail Haas

The truth is, it's not the act that I'm scared of, but giving myself so entirely to someone. As long as there are lines to draw and boundaries to cling to, I can pretend that I'm safe from the wanting that threatens to consume me. I'm separate, still all my own. But after ...
What then? What comes after, when he has that much of me, to do with as he chooses? When I have him. Will it ever be enough? — Abigail Haas

I can't help my mind skipping over the here-and-now and racing on, to what might come next. Consequence and regret and other might-have-beens: plotting out every angle and scenario, knowing all along that the path I take means missing something else. — Abigail Haas

Memory and imagination are only a knife edge apart, and I wonder if I'm making it all up: slipping false memories in among the real ones, just to have something to hold onto. Fools gold. — Abigail Haas

History is told by those who win. — Abigail Haas

From the moment you're born, people start folding you into neat pieces and tucking you inside a box of their own design. No, it starts even before then, the moment the sonogram shows a faded blur. Blue for a boy, tractors and race-cars, big and strong and brave. Pink for a little princess, pretty and sweet. They dress you up in their own expectations, before you even have a chance to understand the constrictions of your fate. That box becomes so cosy and warm, you never really notice that you're bent double, fighting for room to breathe. I — Abigail Haas

Everything will be okay. Trust me. I don't know how many times he's said that to me, not just here in prison but my whole life. When I was scared for the first day of school, or stressed about a big test; when I fell off my bike in sixth grade and split my lip. When my mom got sick. I always believed him. He's my father, he wouldn't lie to me; he's a grown-up, he knows the truth. But now I see his promises for what they really are: hopeful prayers, a mantra he says as much to reassure himself as me. He can't fix this, not even close. — Abigail Haas

I'd never met anyone like him before. Every rule I'd ever learned, he was breaking; everything I'd been taught to hide away, he announced it out loud. — Abigail Haas

You don't know what's behind that smile. You can't imagine who someone will turn out to be. We assume the sun will rise every morning just because it has done every other day, but what happens when you wake up to darkness? When you open your eyes and find, today is the one different day? I — Abigail Haas

Our lives are made up of choices. Big ones, small ones, strung together by the thin air of good intentions; a line of dominoes, ready to fall. Which shirt to wear on a cold winter's morning, what crappy junk food to eat for lunch. It starts out so innocently, you don't even notice: go to this party or that movie, listen to this song, or read that book, and then, somehow, you've chosen your college and career; your boyfriend or wife. — Abigail Haas

One moment. One picture. One glimpse - that's all it takes to make someone think they know the truth. — Abigail Haas

After so many years drifting, not connected to anything, I'm finally tethered. Safe and loved, in the middle.
We start senior year like kings, like nothing can ever tear us apart.
We're wrong. — Abigail Haas

Any one of us could be made to look a monster, with selective readings of our history. — Abigail Haas

Wouldn't we all look guilty, if someone searched hard enough? — Abigail Haas

We're all strangers, in the end. — Abigail Haas

I want to tell them all; the world is bigger than high school. — Abigail Haas

Now, for the first time, I wonder if this is how my mother felt. If cancer was her prison; the chemo treatments, torture. I understand it. I would rather die. — Abigail Haas

My mom shows me her old yearbooks, and there are tons of people in there she doesn't talk to anymore. Old boyfriends, best friends ... What do you think happened to them?"
"Maybe they drifted apart."
"That's stupid. You don't drift, not if someone matters to you."
"So maybe they didn't matter, not really."
"Anna?"
"Yeah?"
"I'd never do that. Leave you."
"I know. Me either. — Abigail Haas

He truth is, we made each other, like we learned about in science class. Symbiosis. — Abigail Haas

We're all irrevocably trapped inside our own minds: just as it's impossible for anyone to truly know us, we can't begin to hope to know anyone else. — Abigail Haas

Don't you know? There's no such thing as the truth.' Oliver yawned. 'We all walk around trapped in our own subjective consciousness, experiencing the same events through a totally different lens. — Abigail Haas