Maybe weakness is a strength of a kind.
Pemberley and I talked to the principal and.
Jane had a sweet, lovely laugh, and hours later Carlos discovered he was still thinking about it.
Captain Hook lowered his hand as Smee fired the starting pistol. The race was on!
I didn’t accept him, Eliza thought but didn’t say, because he wasn’t you.
Alex, is there anything more beautiful than dropping a seed in the earth and then waiting for it to become something perfectly useful?
But that was the thing about Alex, a nameless orphan from the Caribbean, who had written his way up to General Washington’s side, he was nothing if not determined.
You could save the kingdom, but you still had to pass Magical History.
Alexander Hamilton, widely reputed to be the most eloquent man in the United States of America, had, for the first time in his life, been rendered speechless.
A little education, Eliza reckoned, could sometimes be more dangerous than no education at all.
No one – not the law, not a college admissions officer, not your friends, not your teachers or parents or any other people, can define who you are. The only person who can do that is you. Even though you can’t control the things that happen to you, you can control your perspective and your actions. There’s never a moment you can’t choose who you want to be.
What Mrs. Schuyler is saying,” General Schuyler added, “is that it is the Schuylers who would be honored by a union woth so brilliant and noble a personage as Colonel Hamilton.
The moon slipped under a blanket of clouds.
Never ever, ever make excuses for a scoundrel.
Strength didn’t have to mean facing danger alone. Strength came from trust, and friendship, and loyalty.
For some reason, Eliza had always thought Alexander Hamilton would be dark-haired, but he was in fact a ginger.
Rely on your friends, and let their strength carry yours as well.
It’s up to you how far you go. If you don’t try, you’ll never know.” – Merlin, The Sword in the Stone.
My aunts taught me that sometimes when the world is too much, when life starts to feel overwhelming, we must strip away what’s unnecessary, seek out the quiet, and listen to the dirt and trees. “All the answers you seek are there, but only if you are willing to hear them.
We may not have tomorrow, but we have tonight.
Of course,” Carl’s father would say, “this is just a story and stories are always a little bit true and a little bit false; we just don’t know which is which.