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“There are times when the ocean is not the ocean - not blue, not even water, but some violent explosion of energy and danger: fierceness on a scale only gods can summon.”
― M.L. Stedman, The Light Between Oceans

“Scars are just another kind of memory.”
― M.L. Stedman, The Light Between Oceans

“They [the stars] just kept shining, no matter what was going on. I think of the light here like that, like a splinter of a star that's fallen to earth: it just shines, no matter what is happening.”
― M.L. Stedman

“You only have to forgive once. To resent, you have to do it all day, every day.”
― M.L Stedman

“Izz, I've learned the hard way that to have any kind of a future you've got to give up hope of ever changing your past.”
― M. L. Stedman, The Light Between Oceans

“You only have to forgive once. To resent, you have to do it all day, every day. You have to keep remembering all the bad things.”
― M. L. Stedman, The Light Between Oceans

“You don’t think ahead in years or months: you think about this hour, and maybe the next. Anything else is speculation.”
― ML Stedman, The Light Between Oceans

“Our own star! Like the world's been made just for us! With the sunshine and the ocean. We have each other all to ourselves.”
― M.L. Stedman

“When he wakes sometimes from dark dreams of broken cradles, and compasses without bearings, he pushes the unease down, lets the daylight contradict it. And isolation lulls him with the music of the lie.”
― M.L. Stedman, The Light Between Oceans

“History is that which is agreed upon by mutual consent.”
― ML Stedman, The Light Between Oceans

“I can leave myself to rot in the past, spend my time hating people for what happened, like my father did, or I can forgive and forget."
"But it's not that easy."
He smiled that Frank smile. "Oh, but my treasure, it is so much less exhausting. You only have to forgive once. To resent, you have to do it all day, every day. You have to keep remembering all the bad things...”
― M.L. Stedman

“Her bond with the couple who raised her is fierce and beyond questioning. She cannot name the sensation of losing them as grief. She has no word for longing or despair.”
― M.L. Stedman

“It occurs to him that there are different versions of himself to farewell—the abandoned eight-year-old; the delusional soldier who hovered somewhere in hell; the lightkeeper who dared to leave his heart undefended. Like Russian dolls, these lives sit within him.”
― M.L. Stedman

“He’s lived the life he’s lived. He’s loved the woman he’s loved. No one ever has or ever will travel quite the same path on this earth, and that’s all right by him.”
― M.L. Stedman

“Here in a place where there's just wind an waves and light, and the intricate machinery that keeps the flame burning and the lantern turning. Always turning. Always looking over its shoulder.”
― M.L. Stedman