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This book got me from the start, despite the fact that I have bumped into words I don't even know in my own language so I couldn't fully understand the story as I wish, but I get enough to understand the whole thing. The story reminds me of We were liars by E. Lockhart the way the story goes on without actual characters, meaning that the story is even out of the actual space and time. But enough with spoilers! For the last few days i cound't put my phone down because of this story and i get really unpatient when i had to charge my phone because i couldn't read.
( i am keep writing Neverland instead of Neverworld for some reason, maybe Peter Pan is trying to reach me or something but there is no good signal in Neverland. No? Ok! Bad time for jokes, i get it! ) get me through a lot of random feelings from fascination and slowly trying not to cry. Down below i insert the synopsis and some quotes i considered being worth noticed.
Once upon a time, back at Darrow-Harker School, Beatrice Hartley and her six best friends were the cool kids, the beautiful ones. Then the shocking death of Jim—their creative genius and Beatrice's boyfriend—changed everything.
One year after graduation, Beatrice is returning to Wincroft—the seaside estate where they spent so many nights sharing secrets, crushes, plans to change the world—hoping she'll get to the bottom of the dark questions gnawing at her about Jim’s death. But as the night plays out in a haze of stilted jokes and unfathomable silence, Beatrice senses she’s never going to know what really happened.
Then a mysterious man knocks on the door. Blithely, he announces the impossible: time for them has become stuck, snagged on a splinter that can only be removed if the former friends make the harshest of decisions. Now Beatrice has one last shot at answers... and at life.
And so begins the Neverworld Wake.
1.Sometimes there are answears./ Sometimes you find love, / Sometimes the dark has teeth/ Sometimes it hides doves/ The one thing you can expect in life,/ As you step down it's twisted road,/ Is that you will be speechless/ Then? Ask someone who knows./ -J.C. Gossamer Madwick
2. "I'll tell you what love is, it's the Heisenberg uncertainty principle. Once you think it's there and give voices to it? It's not there anymore. It's over here. Then way over here. Then here. You can't trap it or contain it no matter how hard you try."
3. "Sister Bee, you're breakin' my neck. I'm not Elvis back from the dead, child."
4. He was my first love, though those words don't begin to describe what he actually was. Moon. Voice in my head. Blood. Even though everyone and their grandmother will tell you young love never lasts, that it's burn is much more fragile than it even appears to the naked eye.
5. "You're a Dusky Flying Fox," he told me./ "A what?"/ "An extinct species of mammal known only by a single specimen. You were spotted once in 1874 on Percy Island off the coast of Queensland, Australia..."
6. "You have to design your life like it's a fresh America," he used to say,pulling his guitar onto his lap, his calloused fingertips dancing along the strings. "An unseen brave new world sits before you. Every. Single. Day. What are you going to do about it?"
7. She lived on, fireflies in my head,/ i will not forget her when i am dead,/ she is my memory, she is my song,/ she is the road when the car is long gone,/ she is the pillow on my bed,/ she is my words, unsaid, / when the sun goes dark and the earth is bereft/ she'll live in the echo the silence left.
8. "I'd always thought he exaggerated his life, he left out all sort of colorful details."
9. "Life does not belong to you. It is the apartament you rent. Love without fear, for love is an airpane that carries you to new lands. There is a universe in silence. A tunnel to peace in a scream. Get a good night's sleep. Laugh when you can. You are more magical than you know. Take your advice from the elderly and children. None of it is as crucial as you think, but that makes it no less vital. Our lives on. And on. Look for the bread-crumbs."
10. "In the dark there grows a tree. / A castle tower shelters three. When will i stop, when will i see?/ There is no poison but for me."
11. I had lived a century inside a second. I had died thousand of times, learned about and loved four people in a way few ever had the chance. I had called a place home where details such as life and death didn't matter, where what did matter were the trembling moments of connection in between.
12. how the people who change us are the ones we never saw clearly at all, not until they were gone.
13. We are all anthologies. We are each thousands of pages long, filled with fairy tales and poetry, mysteries and tragedy, forgotten stories in the back no one will ever read.
14. The most we can do is hold out our hands and help each other across the unknown. For in our held hands we find pathways through the dark, across jungles and cities, bridges suspended over the deepest caverns of this world. Your friends will walk with you, holding on with all their might, even when the're no longer there.
15. We swear we see each other, but all we are ever able to make out is a tiny porthole view of an ocean. We think we remember the past as it was, but our memories are as fantastic and flimsy as dreams. It's so easy to hate the pretty one, workship the genius, love the rock star, trust the good girl. That's never their only story.