#om

I sailed through my childhood with a complete lack of any drama. ↗

— Kate Adie

#childhood #complete #drama #i #lack

You happened to me,You scare me to death, you know. When you stormed into my life, you turned everything inside out. You upset all the things I believed about myself and made me think in new ways. I know who I used to be, but I’m finally ready to figure out who I am. Cynicism gets tiring, Isabel, and you’ve . . . rested me.And don’t you dare tell me you’ve stopped loving me back, because you’re still a better person than I am, and I’m counting on you to take more care with my heart than I took with yours. ↗

— Susan Elizabeth Phillips

#love #death

Roarke: You'd enjoy flying more if you'd learn the controls. Eve: I'd rather pretend I'm on the ground. Roarke: And how many vehicles have you wrecked, had blown up, or destroyed in the last, oh, two years? Eve: Think about that, then imagine it happening when I'm at the wheel at thirty thousand feet. Roarke: Good point. I'll do the flying. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#romance #suspense #death

In life, a person will come and go from many homes. We may leave a house, a town, a room, but that does not mean those places leave us. Once entered, we never entirely depart the homes we make for ourselves in the world. They follow us, like shadows, until we come upon them again, waiting for us in the mist. ↗

— Ari Berk

#houses #leaving #death

He was the person all of us should be, but most of us aren't. And if I could have taken his place to buy him a little more time in the world, I'd have done it. I'm sorry I couldn't. ↗

— Trish Doller

#remorse #something-like-normal #death

The moment of change is usually not dazzling. It is a quiet, internal choice. No one can see it, but your life will never be the same again. ↗

— Simon Boylan

#inspirational #motivation #motivational #truth #wisdom

Mine. He was mine, and not even death would take him from me—not if I could help it. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#death

Everybody that went away suffered a broken heart. "I'm coming back some day," they all wrote. But never did. The old life was too small to fit anymore. ↗

— Annie Proulx

#homesick #old-life #life

I'm not the same person I was before, and I am deathly afraid I will never be her again... ↗

— Jodi LaPalm

#identity #novella #romance #still-life #death

I won't forget the hood. I won't forget the days of catching a bullet on the way to the mailbox or bricks with death threats that somehow made their way through the window. ↗

— Pau Gasol

#bullet #catching #days #death #forget