From the book:Fall On Your Knees pg. 124One day, I'll sit down with all my books around me, and just start reading.
Having experienced her own disappearance, she is conscious of how important it is for people to be seen, so when she looks at them --even the blind one--she also looks for them, just in case they too...
I love the buildings. They're called skyscrapers. They're the closest thing to an ocean here. But it's an ocean that goes straight up, not flat out. They say that the body of water stretching away to...
My first advantage: I have everything. My second advantage: this is just another island. My third advantage: I am bigger than it all.
The world should not be organized to require heroines, and when one is required but fails to appear, we should not judge.
She wonders when it was that she began to despair. All these years she mistook it for pious resignation. Now she sees the difference. Such a fine line between a state of grace and a state of mortal si...
James discovered that there is nothing
[Mercedes] learns a valuable lesson: if you think you are good, just try doing good. You'll soon find out how inadequate your little drop of goodness is.
It's because a real and beautiful voice delicately rends the chest, discovered the heart, and holds it beating against a stainless edge until you long to be pierced utterly. For the voice is everythin...
Be strong enough to carry the burden of sin that goes with doing the right thing.
Frances is feeling a familiar yet unnameably old feeling. One she hadn't known was ever hers to forget. Happiness.
She never knows when it might strike. The rage. And when it does, she loses her grip on herself—literally. At times, she could swear she sees another self—shiny black phantom, faceless, as though clad...
There are some stories you can't hear enough. They are the same every time you hear them. But you are not. That's one reliable way of understanding time.
It's a self-portrait and the artist is in love.
What is the good of believing fervently in God if you wind up hating Him?
Rats may scamper across it and remain rats. Birds may fly above it and remainbirds; they may alight and tear and eat and prick up their heads to stare motionlessand beady for a moment before pecking a...
But I have discovered something about modest people. They're just waiting for the call. Then they are the first over the wall and into the temple.
Tell the story, gather the events, repeat them. Pattern is a matter of upkeep. Otherwise the weave relaxes back to threads picked up by birds to make their nests. Repeat, or the story will fall and al...
They are so young, they forget that the world is not as in love with them as they are.
You're not bad ... you're just lost.I know exactly where I am. That doesn't mean you're not lost.
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