K-Girl Quotes

I wish on one of the stars for divine orchestration and save the rest of them for all of the other girls in the world who will feel like I do tonight.

Your thoughts define the boundaries of your life. Think big.

I wasn't used to looking ahead. Not like Jack. Maybe that was why he had that ready grin. I could see through the dust, but he could see through time, and he didn't even need magic to do it.

I have a past, okay? And you really don't want to get involved with it.''Everybody's got a past, ' he said. 'That doesn't mean you can't have a future.

I know that when I am dying, looking back, it will be women that I regret having argued with, women I sought to impress, to understand...

The future is trapped in a cage opened only by the key of genius.

Every adult grew from a kid who beat the odds. But at different times, in different places, the odds have been appallingly steep.

The last thing I heard before falling asleep was, "Everything is okay now."No matter how much I wanted to believe Stellan, I knew he was terribly wrong.

Spirituality is a universal currency. It is part of every religion, every faith, and every person. Everybody has a belief system.

And I understood that I ought not ask for a prayer language until I could ask without making it the test of my entire faith.

Little mouse, " a voice said through the keyhole. "Don't you know the more you wriggle, the greater the cat's delight?

Be careful, " Aidan called from the bed. "You don't know what he might do." "We all know what you'd do, though, don't we?

I don't want to be a vampire' she told herself. But in her dreams, she kind of did.

You said you were allowed to lose it, ' some part of her reminded herself. 'Not yet, not yet.

In the dream, Tana's mother loved her more than anyone or anything. More than death.

please, Tana, please.' -lots of characters in The Coldest Girl in Coldtown

His voice had a faint trace of an accent she couldn't place - one that made her pretty sure he was no local kid infected the night before.

I told her about school and how I sat on a wall there and felt stories and words move through me ...

The words ran away with me.

I want to drag knives over my skin, just so that I can feel something other than shame, but I'm not even brave enough to do that.

It was really hard to stay positive. And that's normally a talent of mine.

Each time that I have felt like I might finally be figuring some things out, life has decided to change the rules and I’ve had to start all over again.

First I was decayed, I was putrefied. Kept thinking I could never live on, now that I had died...

It was an oddly satisfying idea to feel bereft as I left my mother this time. We only feel bereft when we’re deprived of something meaningful.

It is a great gift when God gives me a stirring, a feeling, a something-at-all in prayer. But work is being done whether I feel it or not.

The hallway felt like time itself, and Patricia Buckingham and I were standing at opposite ends-her looking back on all she'd seen, me wondering what lay ahead.

But the dream of something unlikely has its own special name. We call it hope.

I am the living dead girl because I am too weak to die. I hate those crying dough women on TV because they are just like me, weak and broken and clinging to the hands that hold us under.

Love and learning are similar in that they can never be wasted.

Life and light will not let me be.

Cherish the beauty and cherish the pain, both will give you experience and you will never be the same

There are two types of people in the world, someone believes in love and someone does not:~>

Love has something to do with recognition, We can be fascinated by the unknown, we can be attracted by it, but love is something that grows, slowly, in an atmosphere of trust.

Trust God with your love life, and buckle up for the ride!

You can't trust just any old person who comes along with a hundred puffins and a pretty face!

Like walking through a door. Our relationship immediately attained a sepia tone: the past.

But I know he loves me. I know he needs our games, that they answer some deep-seated hunger in him.

By staying, by shirking the responsibility and effort of leaving, by continuing to occupy this lovely man while giving him neither children nor a public companion nor a welcoming home-do I do wrong?

When you truly love someone, his/her weaknesses are not meant to be discussed with other people, they are meant to be understood by you.

When you look back and realize there is no way you would have had a better life with another person, that's when the relationship or marriage becomes worth it.

You can never be happily married to the one you are not happily in-a-relationship with.

On deathbed every single good, bad, ugly moment becomes special.

Proving one’s innocence is as improbable as going to Pluto fora honeymoon. It could take away everything you had in life, dearones, dreams, hopes and, most importantly, the right to have yourfreedom.

But understand that the reason it is so difficult to extend forgiveness to those who have failed us is because we are unable to receive forgiveness for our own failures.

It's easy to loveBut hard to forgive

But when it comes down to it, we all die alone.

Time doesn’t heal anything. It’s like drinking. The best it can do is help you forget, if you’re lucky.

But the only thing worse than remembering the feel of Rose in his arms, the softness of her black and white feathers, the sound of her voice when she sang quietly to herself, would be forgetting it.

I sit there on the floor with the picture in front of me and think about how things get broken all the time by accident, and how sometimes you just don't get round to getting them fixed.

It is the death of hope that comes as the greatest relief