Her vulnerability is open, but she’s safe within it.
As sisters, they probably have closer to 99 percent in common, but they’re not about to recognize that. They’d rather fight over what kind of pet they’re going to get … It’s an argument for its own sake.
I’ve found that people tend to trust other people who dress like them.
Little less than a promise, and a little more than a chance.
When we’re alone together, I’m the destination. When I’m here in her life at school, I’m the disruption.
I am starting to get tired of relying on words.
Yesterday is another world. I want to go back there.
Every single answer starts with the phrase 'I don't know.' But most of the time she does know, if I give her the time and the space in which to answer.
This is what my voice sounds like I don't need to be talking to someone else To hear it
If I lose it now, I will lose you, too. I know that. I hate it.
Life tells you to take the elevator, but love tells you to take the stairs.
You're giving up. You're slipping into being miserable and if you are being miserable, then it's all about you again. But it's not all about you. Love doesn't work that way.
It's almost heartening to think that the attachment you have can define your perception as much as any other influence.
Sometimes memory tricks you. Sometimes beauty is best when it's distant.
Once the storm comes out, the landscape changes. What you had before is altered in some way. And you have a choice: build something new and better from what is left or abandon it.
Just because a person is beautiful doesn't mean there's no soul beneath. Doesn't mean that person hasn't suffered like everyone else, doesn't mean they don't hope to still be a good human being in an awful world.
But we comforted ourselves with what we really meant to say, which was: "I don't normally feel this good about what I'm doing." Measure the hope of that moment, that feeling. Everything else will be measured against it.
There has to be a moment at the beginning where you wonder whether you’re in love with the person or in love with the feeling of love itself. If the moment doesn’t pass, that’s it—you’re done. And if the moment does pass, it never goes that far. It stands in the distance, ready for whenever you want it back. Sometimes it’s even there when you thought you were searching for something else, like an escape route, or your lovers’ face.
We found out a long time ago that we weren’t meant to fall in love with each other. But a part of me still fell in hope with him.
And yes, Holden would keep those kids from falling off the cliff, but WHO WOULDN'T? Does she think I would just fold my arms or give them a pat on the back before they sailed headfirst to the ground? We are all catchers, and it's sad that she doesn't see it. Instead she sees the PHONINESS, she deplores the world even after I point out that I am in it.
Dispel, v. It was the way you said, “I have something to tell you.” I could feel the magic drain from the room.
A sound waiting to be a word.
She is carrying herself through the day, and it’s not an easy task.
There comes a time when the body takes over the life. There comes a time when the body’s urges, the body’s needs, dictate the life. You have no idea you are giving the body the key. But you hand it over. And then it’s in control. You mess with the wiring and the wiring takes charge.
For whatever reason, we like to focus on the 2 percent that's different, and most of the conflict in the world comes from that.
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