I live in my own little world. But its ok, they know me here.
If everyone started off the day singing, just think how happy they’d be.
You should eat a waffle! You can’t be sad if you eat a waffle!
I suppose she’s right. It’s like a metaphor for life: No one wants an ornery old goat, but we can’t resist opening the door ayway. We can’t keep from hoping.
I was just teasing,” I say. “I myself don’t like to eat plain butter, but hey, it’s a free world.
You will love the ocean. It makes you feel so… I don’t know. Small, but not in a bad way. Small because you realize you’re part of something bigger.
You’ve just got to take a good hard look at yourself, change what needs to be changed, and move on.
But if I didn’t know Kate, then maybe I didn’t know myself-and if was that not-knowing that made my gut clench. Like losing your balance, that whoosh of almost falling, before pulling yourself back in line.
We all mess up. It’s what we learn from our mistakes that matters.
Can you just trust in our love, without asking me to prove it every single second?
You’re allowed to have thoughts, she reminded herself. Just because others might scoff, that doesn’t mean you won’t anymore.
But he thought that if the world was layered with meaning, then she was the evidence, right here.
Any sentence that combined “I love you” and “but” could not be good.
She felt justified in hurting him, because he had hurt her…but now all her justifications fell away like dead butterflies…
It wasn’t that he didn’t love me, because I knew he did. As for me, I loved him so much it hurt.
One: Don’t play leapfrog with elephants.Two: Don’t pet a tiger unless his tail is wagging.Three: Never, ever, mess with the Ladies Auxiliary.-Mayberry Rules for a Long, Happy Life
We are all flawed, my dear. Every one of us. And believe me, we’ve all made mistakes. You’ve just got to take a good hard look at yourself, change what needs to be changed, and move one, pet.
We are all flawed, my dear. Every one of us. And believe me, we’ve all made mistakes.
All I knew now was that nothing lasted forever, not even a friendship, and that being “different” felt the same as being alone.
We’re all just people…We all have things we deal with, but it’s all right. We always muddle through.
Christmas is never over, unless you want it to be.
But i can’t let you go,” he said. “How could I let you go? I searched my heart”—he shrugged— “and I love you.
I feel like a three-dimensional girl in a two-dimensional world.
Being an author of banned books is cool, I’ve decided.
Kids are smart. Knowledge is power. Let them figure things out. Don’t turn into that grown-up who they won’t come to.