She didn’t flirt with him, but they hung out together a lot, and every time I saw their heads bent over a computer screen or map, it made my stomach clench. And my teeth. And my fists.
Home is wherever we all are together.
A friend of mine once defined love as finding someone you can talk to late into the night.
The weird, weird thing about devastating loss is that life actually goes on. When you’re faced with a tragedy, a loss so huge that you have no idea how you can live through it, somehow, the world keeps turning, the seconds keep ticking.
I don’t know why, but life is usually more complicated than the plans that we make.
You see, one of the best things about reading is that you’ll always have something to think about when you’re not reading.
It’s been said that love finds you when you’re ready.
What are we but our stories?
Your mind creates your reality. If you expect nothing, you open up the universe to give you options. If you expect the worst, you usually get it.
Popcorn for breakfast! Why not? It’s a grain. It’s like grits, but with high self-esteem.
Dreams die hard. And sometimes they don’t have to die at all.
I never miss a good chance to shut up.
Better readers are better thinkers.
I don’t believe in lecturing people. It’s much more effective to present reading as a fun, rewarding pastime.
I grew up in a house full of women: my mother, grandmother, three sisters, and two female cats. And I still have the buzz of their conversations in my head. As an adult, I have more female friends than male ones: I just love the way that women talk.
If you’re not reading – with your heart as well as your brain – you will be one stupid grown up. Even worse, you’ll be missing out on one of the best experiences you can possibly have. Nowhere will you meet more interesting people than in books.
She had a lot of hugs to give, but not enough people to give them to.
You’re lucky if you find something you like to do, and it’s a miracle if somebody will pay you to do it.
WARNING If you dare to read this story, you become part of the Experiment.
Some poeple just don’t have what it takes to appreciate a cookie.