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Knowledge was power, but a good librarian did not hoard the gift. She taught others how to find, where to look, how to see.
I thought lightning wasn't supposed to strike in the same place twice....sure it does...but only if you're too dumb to move.
There is a place in you that you don't even know exists, where you can simply stand back and watch without feeling any pain.
After all, once you know that part of something exists, it stands to reason that the rest of it is somewhere out there, too.
My mother... she is beautiful, softened at the edges and tempered with a spine of steel. I want to grow old and be like her.
You'd think someone who'd been to medical school would be able to hear through a stethoscope that somebody was empty inside.
Sometimes, all it takes to become human again is someone who can see you that way, no matter how you present on the surface.
Hopefully, more and more people will come to understand that a child who's "different from" is not one who is "lesser than."
I believe that having something to hope for - even if it's just a better tomorrow- is the most powerful drug on this planet.
Joseph Obomsawin, the elder I lived with there, says that those who turn to animals do so because humans have let them down.
This isn't a lie, actually. I don't care why Edward left. All I really want to know is why I wasn't enough to make him stay.
You keep distracting me,” I tell her. “All I’m doing is sitting here talking to you!” “Exactly,” I say, and I smile at her.j
Why are you doing this to yourself? When something bad happens, why do you have to pick at it until it bleeds all over again?
But then again, maybe bad things happen because it’s the only way we can keep remembering what good is supposed to look like.
Beliefs are the roads we take to our dreams. Believe you can do something-or believe you can't-and you'll be right everytime.
Maybe honesty is overvalued. What's truly priceless is picking out from a stream of falsehoods the ones you most need to hear.
true love is felonious… You take someone’s breath away… You rob them of the ability to utter a single word… You steal a heart.
Words are like eggs dropped from great heights; you can no more call them back than ignore the mess they leave when they fall.
This was the reason there was music, he realized. There were some feelings that didn't have words big enough to describe them.
You can't be real," Delilah murmurs. "Says who?" I ask. "Did you really think that a story exists only when you're reading it?
I sometimes wonder if it is just me, or if there are other women who figure out where they are supposed to be by going nowhere.
Lately, I have been having nightmares, where I'm cut into so many pieces that there isn't enough of me to be put back together.
I think there are two different oceans - the one that plays with you in the summer, and the one that gets so mad in the winter.
We believe what we want to, what we need to. The corollary is that we choose not to see what we'd rather pretend doesn't exist.
I knew her well enough to understand that when Delia pushed you away, it was her way of making sure she didn't get shoved first.
Memories aren't stored in the heart or the head or even the soul, if you ask me, but in the spaces between any given two people.
Sometimes we find ourselves walking through life blindfolded, and we try to deny that we're the ones who securely tied the knot.
Since I was five, I've known that I was adopted, which is a politically correct term for being clueless about one's own origins.
By definition, love made you better than good enough; it redefined perfection to include your traits, instead of excluding them.
All any of us wanted, really, was to know that we counted. That someone else's life would not have been as rich without us here.
We're [parents]) always bluffing, pretending we know best, when most of the time we're just praying we won't screw up too badly.
But will you miss me? More importantly - will I miss you? Does either one of us really want to hear the answer to that question?
Parenting is really just a matter of tracking, of hoping your kids do not get so far ahead you can no longer see their next moves.
A dutiful mother is someone who follows every step her child makes...And a good mother is someone whose child wants to follow her.
words are like nets - we hope they'll cover what we mean, but we know they can't possibly hold that much joy, or grief, or wonder.
Maybe you had to leave in order to really miss a place; maybe you had to travel to figure out how beloved your starting point was.
The Inuit say that the stars are holes in heaven. And every time we see the people we loved shining through, we know they're happy.
If you focus on sandbagging the beachhead, you can ignore the tsunami that's approaching. Try it any other way and you'll go crazy.
I realized it was like looking into the sun—you shouldn't do it, because you'd turn your face away and be blind to everything else.
I never lose sight of the fact that before I was a writer, I was a teacher. I still am. My classroom's just gotten a little bigger.
She wanted him to tell her that when you love someone so hard and so fierce, it was all right to do things that you knew were wrong.
There's some illogical part of me that still believes if you want Superman to show up, first there's got to be someone worth saving.
It was the first time she'd discovered something she really didn't want to find, and she didn't know what to do once she'd found it.
As Lacy waited for her turn to speak on Peter's behalf, she thought back to the first time she realized she could hate her own child.
Someone once told me that when you give birth to a daughter, you've just met the person whose hand you'll be holding the day you die.
If I have gained anything over these months, it is the knowledge there is no starting over- only living with the mistakes you've made.
People don’t just disappear. There’s always a reason, or an enemy with a grudge. There’s always a loose thread that starts to unravel.
On the other hand, I think cats have Asperger's. Like me, they're very smart. And like me, sometimes they simply need to be left alone.
Suddenly this is all too hard. I am tired of putting up walls. I want someone with the strength - and the honesty - to break them down.
I have only known her for two years. But if you took every memory, every moment, if you stretched them end to end-they'd reach forever.