“Our surroundings fade and we exist in unison, two people who once shared cups of coffee, unprecedentedly ourselves in a changing world.”
Caroline George“We know your secret.And we won’t be made invisible.”
Caroline George, The Vestige“Survival is a passive way of saying “my needs are greater than yours.”
Caroline George, The Vestige“Dogs are like that, I guess—they know how to fix you without ever saying a word.”
Caroline George, The Vestige“Coffee first. Save the world later.”
Caroline George, The Vestige“Making-out is one thing that won’t change even if civilization fizzles and humanity is reduced to two people. So each time Jack and I kiss, it’s as if we’re flipping off the jerks who destroyed our planet, as if we’re screaming at the top of our lungs… We know your secret.And we won’t be made invisible.”
Caroline George, The Vestige“Revenge is a lie we fabricate to ease our consciences. But like two negatives can never equal a positive, two wrong deeds cannot make a right. They only screw-up the equation.”
Caroline George, The Vestige“I know stating my observation aloud is considered fresh, an indiscrete come-on, but frankly I think more people should hear the truth about themselves. Screw what society thinks, right?” – Jack Buchanan”
Caroline George, The Vestige“Memories tell me who I was, not who I’ll become. They don’t fix the present any more than they fix the past.”
Caroline George, The Vestige“Missing someone is the worst form of torture because it never goes away no matter where you are or what you do with your life. When a person is gone and all you have of them is a fuzzy recollection of what it was like to hear your phone buzz with texts from them, the joy you experienced while in their company, that instance when the bond you shared shattered, you long for all that was lost and could’ve been gained. You have memories and nothing more. And no matter how much times passes, you still feel the ache of their absence whenever they rise into your thoughts. Torture.”
Caroline George, The Vestige“Every moment of contact between us seems important—every glance, every touch, every word. I don’t understand him, but I know him, and he knows me. It’s this strange connection we share. No matter how often we fight, lie, make mistakes, I choose him and deep down, I think he chooses me, too.”
Caroline George, The Vestige