Mo'ne Davis Quotes

When their voices didn't reach my ears, I rebelled against my own skin too young to realize that without their stories I would starve.

For the Arab, the past does not merely live. The past defines the present.

I was thinking...""We know, " Pedro said, "It was like sitting next to a pressure cooker

My thoughts are really all I think about.

Especially when it comes to animals used for food, humanity’s reasoning power and concern about fairness plummets.

Good memories are meant to stay in our hearts forever... -Geena L. Davis

Not because I'm a christian doesn't mean I'm not human

If you have never been hated by your child, you have never been a parent.

too much alcohol hampers people's ability to parent. That's why I've chosen to remain childless.

The attempt to prevent our kids from struggling for fear it might scar their permanent records is, instead, scarring them for life.

Did you notice there aren’t any average kids anymore—only Gifted and Disposable?

I wasn’t anything special as a father. But I loved them and they knew it.

He thought: Because when you tell a lie it must be to keep from saying a worse thing. Then lying is not a Sin and God will not punish you. (But what if God is one of them?)

His silence helps him come off as something of a seer, a whispering muse.

...the beginning and the end of time. These are the same thing, as everybody knows who came into this universe via a wormhole.

The universe can be incredible! Just try to take this moment in. This is really something!

Ari is beautiful beyond comparison, and she has my heart and my soul for eternity. I thought I made that abundantly clear last night, but it appears I have further work to do.

I kiss her for way too long at the door, and not for the first time, I wish that I could stay with her, to help chase those dark clouds away.

Ari looks fiercely resolute. It’s the same look she has on her face at the start of every race: Dogged determination. My heart and head enter into full-on combat mode.

I would cry if I could, but instead I just feel my heart rip apart.

There is no doubt that we are a very cruel people, ' Winston Churchill wrote home from the front. 'Severity always, ' went the British motto, 'justice when possible.

Social mores, he argued, rules of protocol, concepts of rectitude and honor had no objective basis. They were only reflections of public and private fears.

I'm more human now. It's the God in people that connects them to me.– Ali

There are so many ways to think about almost everything. And none of them is nearly as round as reality.

The note is the same, I fancy, be the octave high or low.

His eyes touched lightly, and passed on.

I told you. . .you belong in a castle.

I know you can read me, and I can often hear your thoughts too. Makes for an interesting relationship, don't you think?

You're not prepared physically or mentally to pick a fight with a thousand-year-old vampire." he said. 'He is more cunning and far more ruthless than you.''Maybe I'll surprise you, ' I said. . .

I felt the pull toward you the first time we met.

Lifting his gaze to Graham, he reached over and cupped his cheek. "I'm not much on sharing emotions and crap.

Our minds are information vacuums. Either we fill them with thoughts of our choosing or someone else will.

Tolerance only for those who agree with you is no tolerance at all.

He used a minimum of words and no inflection whatsoever. It was a policeman's manner of speaking, direct and unadorned.

It was typical of the American to identify the one unfinished strand.

If a novelist were so uncouth and possessed of so little moral sense that he should write of illicit love, his book would be barred from the public libraries and he woukd be ostracized by society.

Become a parent. Lose your autonomy, but gain the wondrous superpower of The Magic Kiss that instantly dries tears and makes the pain of boo-boos disappear.

There is so much that needs to be said and too many things that can't ever be said.

I remember how amazing it felt to be loved by him and how he was all I ever wanted.

No matter how many times I've thought that the worst is behind us, something else always happens to remind me that the worst is yet to come.

Part of me can't understand how Mom could do this. But there's that other part of me that can readily relate. Because I feel a pull in two different directions too.

I remember how amazing it felt to be loved my him and how he was all I ever wanted.

This was never what I wanted for us, but things change. Plans change. People change. I've faced the reality of my destiny and now I need to embrace that.

Remembering the good has also resurrected the bad.

Sorry has got to be the most over-used cliched get-out clause in the history of mankind. Tossed out flippantly without any real meaning or substance.

He’s a lovely guy, but there’s no spark between us whatsoever. It just goes to show, that even with all their fancy assessment tools, the government can’t legislate for chemistry.

It’s degrading being routinely subjected to a battery of medical tests to ensure I continue to deserve a place in this new world.

If they finally move, is it because they are warm enough, or is it that they are stiff, or bored?

It seems like I have lived a lifetime in just one day.

We can’t answer King’s assassination with violence. That would be the worst tribute we could pay him.