The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

What is a person, if not the marks they leave behind?

There is a freedom, after all, in being forgotten

Books, she has found, are a way to live a thousand lives—or to find strength in a very long one.

“But isn’t it wonderful,” she says, “to be an idea?”

Books, she has found, are a way to live a thousand lives—or to find strength in a very long one.

What is a person, if not the marks they leave behind? She has learned to step between the thorny weeds, but there are some cuts that cannot be avoided—a memory, a photograph, a name.

What a luxury, to tell one’s story. To be read, remembered.

Déjà vu. Déjà su. Déjà vécu.

Already seen. Already known. Already lived.

Déjà vu. Déjà su. Déjà vécu

“You ask for time without limit. You want freedom without rule. You want to be untethered. You want to live exactly as you please.”