Nobody was talking about it t...

Nobody was talking about it these days if you didn’t know whose side the other person was on. Everything, Artie sat forward as he realized this, everything in the world seemed to him to be filled with unspoken truths. - P185

All the things in the world that people did not know about one another. Even those very close to them. - P185

That he was finally beginning to understand the multitudinous aspect of people. He was amazed by it, really, now that he thought about it. In his study of history, he had learned about the leaders, and the various groups involved, but he had somehow missed this fact about every single person: that they held within themselves a vast, unknowable universe. - P185

[오늘의 한문장] The Things We Never Say

"Why don’t people ever say anything real?"
And now he knew why. Because to say anything real was to say things that nobody wanted to know. Or if they wanted to know, they would not care in the right way. Or even understand. It was a private thing, to be alive. He understood this now. - P182

It was very hard for Artie to...

It was very hard for Artie to articulate this to himself, but he felt it, increasingly, and it brought him a quiet satisfaction. - P159

A small shiver of chills went through Artie. Jesus, Dad, he thought. I wish I had known you. - P160

As Danny left the room he turned around and said to Artie, "You have a good Christmas as well." Artie said, "I’ll try."
And for those few seconds as they stood looking at each other—to Artie’s way of thinking—there was a real sense of communion between them. - P171

[오늘의 한문장] The Things We Never Say

"A person should always know how to break up with someone," Artie said. He felt a great calmness. - P158

[오늘의 한문장] The Other Valley : The thrilling, unputdownable time-travel love story

Iused to stand alone by the cloakroom door. In the morning before school, and again when the lunch bell rang and the others ran out to the field, I walked to the same spot and rested my head on the sharp crags of stucco. An outcrop of shadow protected the wall from the autumn heat. With folded hands I stood in the shade, gazing at the backwoods and waiting out the day. - P3