Stephanie Quotes
There is always the fantasy of maternal love, but it does not accommodate a mother's fear of her children.
I get out of the car, and I'm blasted by the stench of body odor. Cricket is beside me, and he's talking, but his words don't reach my ears.Because it's my mother.Smelling.On my porch.
My heart keeps begging me for a reason to keep beating, but I'm running out of lies to tell it
I don't know what I want to do, or who I want to be, or where I want to live. It's like everyone else has their entire future mapped out except for me.
Is lawlessness to be permitted, simply because it is effected with a certain style? Jane, Jane! Where are your finer sensibilities? All o'erthrown, by a man with a golden tongue and a mocking glance?
We carry secrets under our skin like shrapnel. Our surface wounds heal, but the damage festers underneath while we worry what tiny pieces will work their way to the surface for the world to see.
Thinking is no more or no less than asking questions. To improve your thinking, improve the quality of the questions you ask.
A writer will always be a writer. It's not a choice, it's a destiny.
I told him your loins were clearly burning, and he should man up and make a move.""You did
If you were ready to sleep with me we wouldn't be in this bar, but in my room not wasting any more time.
Are you saying that it hurts to look at me?' 'I'm saying you're the first sunlight I've glimpsed in a long time, ' he said.
I don't care about anything. But I care about you.
To: Anna Oliphant From: Étienne St. Clair Subject: So . . . Does that mean I can call you now?
If there was one thing she'd learned from her parents, it's that pleasure was sacred.
I'm a Cynster--I've been raised to acquire, defend, and protect. My family is the core of my existence--without a family, without children, I'd have nothing to protect, no reason to acquire.
Having her favorite breakfast always made her feel cozy, like a warm blanket was being wrapped around her.
I was used to being perceived as having a good attitude. Self-control, self-effacement, self-denial. People like this, especially in girls.
You only live once. Maybe twice.
Crossing the Fens by boat there comes the realisation that water not earth or sky is the natural element in this landscape.
..A hawk soared over our carriage, letting out a high, piercing cry of defiance, and I wanted to jump out of the window and fly with it
We'll be together. We both got our Point Zéro wishes — each other. He said he wished for me every time. He was wishing for me when I entered the tower.
A moment of reserve. "That was it? The whole story?""Yes. God, you're right. That was pants."I sidestep another aggressive couscous vendor. "Pants?""Rubbish. Crap. S
Crushes are so awful. I wonder if they suck worse for the crush-er or the crush-ee. I consider my three years of watching Josh from afar. Yeah, definitely the crush-er.
How impossible it is to forget the stories we tell ourselves, even when the truth should super-cede them.
Do not fear emptiness. It is the dwelling place of possibility. Nothing can be added to a vessel that is already full.~Malachi
We all change, and we all feel rudderless at times. there is nothing wrong in allowing yourself to drift.~Zeke
I am protective of the gentle slope of stomach bulging like an early pregnancy, at my waist. I've earned its existence with everything I've been forced to swallow.
Okay, I've lied to him. But you saw how jealous he gets. It makes me feel like I have to. And I shouldn't defend my right to be friends with another guy.
Trauma is any stressor that occurs in a sudden and forceful way and is experienced as overwhelming.
Understanding trauma and that we each respond to it differently will help us be supportive and nonjudgmental toward each other.
When the truffles arrived the paintings leaned off the wall toward them.
Most of my dates had consisted of some guy trying to sweet-talk me while I silently prayed for an asteroid to crash into whatever diner we were at.
And then this — the moment he calls my name — is the real moment everything changes.He is no longer St. Clair, everyone's pal, everyone's f
Give me the strength to leaf, for I fear otherwise we may hang ourselves.
Because blood is blood, and every family has its own force.Its own flavor.Its own charm and strange.
No longer will I doubt my abilities...I will give myself a chance.
Last summer had meant lots of Sam Adams Summer Ale by herself on hot weekend days when it seemed like just her and the Dominican Day parade.
I said, "It really didn't feel like a choice. Where else is there to go?
You’ve crafted this bored veneer, but you’re always giving yourself away in moments like that. In the moments that really matter.
Me, Tarzan. You, Jane. I kill bad guy. Beat chest. Tarzan howl.