Catherine Gilbert Murdock Quotes

When you don't talk, there's a lot of stuff that ends up not getting said.

How could I pretend to be someone else when I was already failing at being the person I already was?

Sometimes,well,all the time,I can't think of what to say because I'm so dumb and stuff,and then maybe I think of it like five days later.

What is a staircase, but a corridor improved by elevation?

Today exists between yesterday and tomorrow.

She says you're not truly human until you've had your heart broken and you've broken someone's heart.

And if I didn’t, I’d spend the rest of my life wondering who I could have turned into if only I’d had the guts to try.

Oh. Listen, this is really hard for me . . . " "What is?" "You know. Being liked." I started to cry. I couldn't help it.

It kind of struck me how great it would be to go out with a guy that size. And if you, you know, got tired of dating him, you could always use him as a house or something.

I hate it when people make fun of me and it turns out they're right.

I ultimately decided to hold my tongue and settle instead for the comfort of ignorance. Not knowing the truth, I retained hope, and that hope I held like a smooth warm stone against my heart.

And have your mother put my head on a stake? Do you have any notion what that would do to my handsome good looks?

Why was it that jam always coated me so?

I’d promised myself that I’d really work on talking more, talking about uncomfortable things, because I could see from Brian how well things could work out if you did.

It was like he was in a contest to see who could do the least work, only he was the only contestant.

That which is priceless has no cost.

Everyone I looked at, their whole lives, did exactly what they were supposed to do without even questioning it, without even wondering if they could do something different.

But it turns out that even if I don’t talk a lot, when it’s something that matters I still have a lot to say.

And I have to tell you, as tough as farming is, the idea of farming when you’re losing money year after year... that’s not life even, that’s like death. That’s eternal damnation.

I milked, of course, and did some work around the barn, and tried not to think about Brian, which was like trying not to breathe.

Sometimes, well, all the time, I can't think of what to say because I'm so dumb and stuff, and then maybe I think of it like five days later.