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“I don’t like it when people suffer, particularly if that suffering can be prevented,” KindlesFlame said.
you’ll still have time to make changes in your life. Don’t treat every decision like it’s your last.”
“It is not wise to mistake great effort for productive effort,” Jahir said somberly.
“Everyone’s a psychologist, a little, who has to deal with people,” Sehvi said.
maybe hair isn’t the only beautiful thing you can have on your head.” She thought. “I’d like a hat, maybe. Lots of hats.”
Vasiht’h made a face. “Why do you know everything?” “I don’t,” she said, smiling. “But what I do know, I know fairly well. You take my meaning, then.”
“I guess people aren’t always ready to hear something,” Vasiht’h said. “You can tell them the exact same thing at different times, and if you tell them too early, they don’t really hear you. They hear something on the inside of their heads.” He nodded. “I understand.”
‘When in doubt, tire them out and their problems will seem less urgent.’”
“I suppose it’s comforting,” Jahir said. “Knowing that no matter what decision one makes, one can correct it.”
“It wouldn’t have been the same if it was pretty,” Kayla said. “Because then it wouldn’t have been your mom’s bread.” “Yes,” Vasiht’h said. “She kept trying, because she wanted to do something special for us.”
She wiggled one hand out from under her blankets, just enough to beckon with a thin finger. He leaned close, and she whispered, “It’s okay to be sadder for us than we are for ourselves.”
She’ll be traveling light when she goes, and everything she packs counts.”
A life deeply-felt is not so useful to other people as a life spent doing something about those feelings.”
“I even had dreams… about the wind in my hair, and a feeling that no matter how hopeless things seem, that… they change. They will change, even if you can’t imagine it now.”
“It’s not my job to make the choice easy. It’s my job to make the potential choices clearer, so you know which one you want.”
“Acts are the language of love. That’s what the Goddess teaches us. Words might do for thoughts. But love needs to be communicated in actions.”
“It would be a pretty bad religion if it was telling you things you didn’t already understand in your heart to be true. None of us need to be told that love is powerless when it has no form, and that we are the form it takes.
“My mother says we don’t always get what we deserve, but that we should make the best of what we have anyway,” Meekie said.
“I… I’m sad,” Vasiht’h said. “Oh, Goddess, Sehvi. I’m sad. But I can bear it. Does that make me callous?” “It makes you useful, I’d think,” was her reply. “If everyone fell apart at the least bit of sadness, who’d be left to pick up the pieces? You’re sad, right? Should you really have to become completely nonfunctional to prove it?”
“Our choices shape our lives, and until we die we can make new ones.”
“Is that not every person’s purpose?” Jahir asked. “To be useful? What more is there?” “I don’t know,” Vasiht’h said. “Is love useful?”
“That to make something, one must feel something,” Jahir said. “That there is no creation without a motive force. And that such forces should be positive, or the results become twisted and strange. Which would suggest that love creates the universe, or should.”
“I don’t care how old you get,” Sehvi said. “It’s never safer to have no friends.”
“That’s it. It’s that simple. You care about people. You want them to be happy. And we’re wired, instinctively, to look for that in other people, to read the cues that say someone cares about our welfare. You give off those signs, alet.” Palland gave him a lopsided smile. “That’s all. In therapy, that’s everything.”
