She didn't care that people called her a bitch. 'It's just another word for feminist,' she told me with pride.
I remember watching it all and getting the tickling in my chest and thinking to myself: This is what happiness feels like.
Love, it never dies. It never goes away, it never fades, so long as you hang on to it. Love can make you immortal
Losing me will hurt; it will be the kind of pain that won't feel real at first, and when it does, it will take her breath away.
But sometimes the memories feel so real, so visceral, so personal, that I confuse them with my own.
But Dad looked delighted. "My Mia's singing 'Waiting for Vengeance' to my Teddy. What do you think about that?
Temperamentally anxious people can have a hard time staying motivated, period, because their intense focus on their worries distracts them from their goals.
You want a child because it is a link in the bridge that you are building between the past and the future, a cantilever that holds you, so that you are not alone.
The desire to remake that shrinking expanse of life they were still allotted, to make use of it, to fill it up with possibility. Oh please: one more transformation.
A friend once told Megan that we are always seventeen years old, waiting for our lives to begin. More than ever, clutching to this man, Megan understood that.
Be positive with every idea surrounding your dreams. Think about the possibility of what you plan to do and approach it with an optimistic action. Stay positively.
Maybe what my sister wanted was to stay here and get married and have a family. Maybe that was her color of extraordinary.
Don’t worry, I’m not quitting. I’ve decided I’m going to stay and make his life a living hell while I run his business into the ground. --Kim to Abe
You can stay here with your papa and die or you can go with me.... You'll be all right.
Things can’t stay the same forever, Annemarie. People change; they grow up. That’s the way it’s supposed to happen.
You win, you dirty evil butt-munch. I'll never not let you stay over again. Now let's go back to bed.
I can't. If I do, I will second guess myself and nothing would get done. I'd stay in one place. I'd let my fear get me.
War had the effect of encouraging people to try to stay alive. Poverty, too. Survival was simply too hard-won to be given up lightly.
...whether he stayed or left, whether they walked the same path or not. They could live on opposite sides of the world, and she would still be his.
I stayed there on the floor like that for a long, long time. Eating and crying. Crying and eating.
I sighed and put Slayer between the front seats. "Stay here. Guard the car." Saiman shut the door. "Is the sword sentient?" "No. But I like to pretend it is.
