Rebecca Stead

And when the veil lifts, we can see the world as it really is, just for those few seconds before it settles down again. We see all the beauty, and cruelty, and sadness, and love.

Einstein says common sense is just habit of thought. It's how we're used to thinking about things, but a lot of the time it just gets in the way.' 'In the way of what?' 'In the way of what's true.

Well, it's simple to love someone," she said. "But it's hard to know when you need to say it out loud.

Didn't you ever have a father yourself? You don't want him for a reason. You want him because he's your father.' So I figured it's because I never had a father that I don't want one now. A person can't miss something she never had.

From age nine, my friends and I were on the streets, walking home, going to each other's houses, going to the store. I really wanted to write about that: the independence that's a little bit scary but also a really positive thing in a lot of ways.

Sometimes you never feel meaner than the moment you stop being mean. It's like how turning on a light makes you realize how dark the room had gotten. And the way you usually act, the things you would have normally done, are like these ghosts that everyone can see but pretends not to.

I think that when you don't know, you should wait until you do.

We have lunch at ten-forty-five,_ Colin said. A stupidly early lunch. At our school, the older you get, the stupider your lunch period.

She's called the secretary, but as far as I can tell she basically runs the school.

This is the world of pretend. We are artists and we are servants of the stage, and I take both jobs very seriously. As artists, we work as a collective__ll for one and one for all. As servants, we work for thos who venture out alone, otherwise known as performers.

[she used to say that] each of us has a veil between ourselves and the rest of the world _ like a bride wears on her wedding day__xcept this kind of veil is invisible. we walk around happily with these invisible veils hanging down over our faces. the world is kind of blurry. we like it that way. but sometimes our veils are pushed away for a few moments _ like there__ a wind blowing it from our faces _ and when the veil lifts, we can see the world as it really is, just for those few seconds before it settles down again. we see all the beauty and cruelty and sadness and love, but mostly we are happy not to. some people learn to lift the veils themselves. then they don__ have to depend on the wind anymore. ...it__ just her way of saying that most of the time people get distracted by little stuff, and ignore the big stuff.

...if you smile for no reason at all you will actually start to feel happy

What's the burn scale?