You can never know about about your own destiny: are the people you meet there to play a part on your oun destiny, or do you exist just to play a role in theirs?
She never utters a sound even when she’s crying, and that makes me a little sad. Doesn’t seem right. When you cry, people should hear you. The world should stop.
Really, being a librarian is a much more dangerous job than you realize.
It’s knowing I’ll never have what she has – a beauty so powerful it brings things to you. I fear I will always have to chase things I want. I’ll always have to wonder whether I’m truly wanted or whether I’ve just been settled for.
Why is it that some secrets can drown you while some pull you close to others in a way you never want to lose?
If you tell them what they want to hear, they don’t bother to try to see.
I’m sorry, Gemma. But we can’t live in the light all of the time. You have to take whatever light you can hold into the dark with you.
We create the illusions we need to go on.
I love you for who you are, not who the world thinks you should be.
Instead, I try to adjust to the dawn, letting the tears fall where they may, because it is morning; it is morning and there is so much to see.
Peace is not happenstance. It is a living fire that must be fed constantly. It must be tended to with vigilance, else it dies out.
I don’t think you should die until you’re ready. Until you’ve wrung out every last bit of living you can.
There is a time in every life when paths are chosen, character is forged. I could have chosen a different path. But I didn’t. I failed myself.
It’s possible to pretend I’m someone other than who I am, and if I pretend long enough, I can believe it.
I changed the world; the world changed me. Everything you do comes back to you. When you affect a situation, you are also affected.
I want to ask him if it’s possible that a girl can be born unlovable, or does she just become that way?
May I suggest that you all read? And often. Believe me, it’s nice to have something to talk about other than the weather and the Queen’s health. Your mind is not a cage. It’s a garden. And it requires cultivating.
So, now I’ve been to see a drug counselor who told me I need to lay off the drugs and talk about my feelings, and a shrink who heard what I had to say and immediately put me on drugs.
But the past cannot be changed, and we carry our choices with us, forward, into the unknown. We can only move on.
I’m just saying it’s not all sand castles and ninjas.