it's the little things that will tell who a person really is

"I decide I’m not dead because I can hear the sound of the rain hitting the roof of the car. I’m alive because I’m listening to the rain, and the rain becomes the hand of God strumming his fingers on the roof, deciding what to do.”
— Lisa Genova, Left Neglected (via unmaiden)

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