Because you don't notice the light without a bit of shadow. Everything has both dark and light. You have to play with it till you get it exactly right.
Evie was so nervous that she downed her cocktail in two stiff swigs, then refilled her glass. Henry arched an eyebrow. “A pro, I see.” “What else is there to do in Ohio?
Evie replied with an eye-roll. “Do you think you can manage to not steal anything while I’m gone?” “The only thing I’m trying to steal is your heart, doll.” Sam smirked. “You’re not that talented a thief, Sam Lloyd.
I had thought Felicity dangerous a moment ago, when she felt powerful. I was wrong. Wounded and powerless, she is more dangerous than I could imagine.
Can we really conquer chaos so easily? If that were so, I should be able to prune the pandemonium of my own soul into something neat and tidy rather than this maze of wants and needs and misgivings that has me forever feeling as if I cannot fit into the landscape of things.
You’ve been assigned an identity since birth. Then you spend the rest of your life walking around in it to see if it really fits. You try on all these different selves and abandon just as many. But really it’s about dismantling all that false armor, getting down to what’s real. -Going Bovine
Do not be tempted by English roses. Their beauty fades, but their thorns are forever.
Power changes everything till it is difficult to say who are the heroes and who the villains.
Everyone's dying. A little, every day. Make it count.
The world expected girls to pluck and primp and put on heels. Meanwhile, boys dressed in rumpled T-shirts and baggy pants and misplace their combs, and yet you were suppose to fall at their feet? Unacceptable.
Im a techno moron. I need help just to plug in my video camera.
It occurs to me that cricket is not the true sport in London - gossip is.
Who the heck is Don Quick-oats?
There is a hideous invention called the Dewey Decimal System. And you have to look up your topic in books and newspapers. Pages upon pages upon pages…” Uncle Will frowned. “Didn’t they teach you how to go about research in that school of yours?” “No. But I can recite ‘The Battle Hymn of the Republic’ while making martinis.” “I weep for the future.” “There’s where the martinis come in.
There is no greater power on this earth than story.
Who but the mad would choose to keep on living? In the end, aren't we all just a little crazy?
Writers are also sort of like vultures, but with fewer ethics.
Maybe girls need an island to find themselves. Maybe they need a place where no one's is watching them so they can be who they really are
We all do things we desperately wish we could undo. Those regrets just become part of who we are, along with everything else. To spend time trying to change that, well, it's like chasing clouds.
To each his own magic.
I thought I was having an existential crisis, but it was nothing. Please don't tailgate: body in trunk.
Travel opens your mind as few other things do. It is its own form of hypnotism, and I am forever under its spell
I am a jumble of passions, misgivings, and wants. It seems that I am always in a state of wishing and rarely in a state of contentment.
Our mouths and bodies speak for us in a new language as the trees shake loose a rain of petals that stick to our slickness like skins we will wear forever. And just like that, I am changed.
But if we are to remain a great empire, we must have a greater understanding of the hearts and minds of others.
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