C. Roberta > C.'s Quotes

“Poetry has been the longest pleasure of my life.”
― Shirley Hazzard

“I smiled to fight the tears. "Fifty bucks says you'll be thanking me for this when you meet your future wife."
Travis's eyebrow pulled together as his face fell. "That's an easy bet. The only woman I'd ever wanna marry just broke my heart.”
― Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster

“There's a girl, Dad."

He smiled a bit. "A girl."

"She kinda hates me, and I kinda..."

"Love her?"

"I don't know. I don't think so. I mean...how do you know?"

His smile grew wider. "When you're talking about her with your old dad because you don't know what else to do.”
― Jamie McGuire, Walking Disaster

“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
― Marcus Tullius Cicero

“People say you're born innocent, but it's not true. You inherit all kinds of things that you can do nothing about. You inherit your identity, your history, like a birthmark that you can't wash off. ... We are born with our heads turned back, but my mother says we have to face into the future now. You have to earn your own innocence, she says. You have to grow up and become innocent.”
― Hugo Hamilton, The Sailor in the Wardrobe

“Life is a valuable and unique opportunity
to discover who you are.
But it seems as soon as you near
answering that age-old question,
something unexpected always happens
to alter your course.
And who it is you thought you were
suddenly changes.

Then comes the frustrating realization
that no matter how long life endures,
no matter how many experiences
are muddled through in this existence,
you may never really be able
to answer the question....

Who am I?

Because the answer, like the seasons,
constantly, subtly, inevitably changes.
And who it is you are today
is not the same person you will be tomorrow.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Eena, The Dawn and Rescue

“The light was everywhere. He would tell me later I looked like an angel... but he just looked like the same devil to me”
― Quil Carter, The Ghost and the Darkness Volume 2

“Consider the road, long and forked
as the Devil’s own tongue.

Consider the Devil, burning
every bridge; Placing

in every tree a black bird.
In every bird a black thought.”
― Cecilia Llompart, The Wingless