M > M's Quotes

“You're looking at me like you fell in love with me."
"I didn't fall in love with you. I flew.”
― Colleen Hoover, Ugly Love

“Death. The only thing inevitable in life.
People don't like to talk about death because it makes them sad.
They don't want to imagine how life will go on without them,
all the people they love will briefly grieve
but continue to breathe.
They don't want to imagine how life will go on without them,
Their children will still grow
Get married
Get old..
They don't want to imagine how life will continue to go on without them
Their material things will be sold
Their medical files stamped "closed"
Their name becoming a memory to everyone they
know.
They don't want to imagine how life will go on without them, so instead of accepting it head on, they avoid the subject all together,
hoping and praying it will somehow...
pass them by.
Forget about them,
moving on to the next one in line.
no, they didn't want to imagine how life would
continue to go on....
without them.
But death
didn't
forget.
Instead they were met head-on by death,
disguised as an 18-wheeler
behind a cloud of fog.
No.
Death didn't forget about them.
If only they had been prepared, accepted the inevitable, laid out their plans, understood that it
wasn't just their lives at hand.
I may have legally been considered an adult at the age
of nineteen, but still i felt very much
all
of just nineteen.
Unprepared
and overwhelmed
to suddenly have the entire life of a seven-year-old
in my realm.
Death. The only thing inevitable in life.
-Will”
― Colleen Hoover, Slammed

“Sometimes two people need to fall apart to realize how much they need to fall back together."

I take her hand and rest it between us, then stroke the back of it with my thumb. "Let's not fall apart again," I whisper.

She looks me in the eyes. "Never.”
― Colleen Hoover, This Girl

“Every day of my life it feels as if I'm
fighting my way up an escalator that only goes down.
And no matter how fast or how hard I run to try to reach the top, I stay in
the same place, sprinting, getting nowhere.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“Hi," he says simply.
I laugh. "Hi."
He looks around the room nervously before his eyes fall back to mine. "Is that good enough?" he asks.
I cock my head, because I don't really understand his question. "Is what good enough?"
He grins. "I was hoping that was enough talk for tonight."
Oh.
I get his question now.”
― Colleen Hoover, Maybe Someday

“She's not trying to prepare us for her death. She's trying to prepare us for her life. For what she has left of it." ~ Slammed”
― Colleen Hoover

“ Pink Balloons

My name is Olivia King

I am five years old

My mother bought me a balloon. I remember the day she walked through the front door with it. The curly hot pink ribbon trickling down her arm, wrapped around her wrist . She was smiling at me as she untied the ribbon and wrapped it around my hand.

"Here Livie, I bought this for you."

She called me Livie.

I was so happy . I'd never had a balloon before. I mean, I always saw balloon wrapped around other kids wrist in the parking lot of Wal-Mart , but I never dreamed I would have my very own.

My very own pink balloon.

I was excited! So ecstatic! So thrilled! i couldn't believe my mother bought me something! She'd never bought me anything before! I played with it for hours . It was full of helium and it danced and swayed and floated as I drug it around from room to room with me, thinking of places to take it. Thinking of places the balloon had never been before. I took it in the bathroom , the closet , the laundry room , the kitchen , the living room . I wanted my new best friend to see everything I saw! I took it to my mother's bedroom!

My mothers

Bedroom?

Where I wasn't supposed to be?

With my pink

balloon...

I covered my ears as she screamed at me, wiping the evidence off her nose! She slapped me across the face as she told me how bad I was! How much I misbehaved! How I never listened! She shoved me into the hallways and slammed the door, locking my pink balloon inside with her. I wanted him back! He was my best friend! Not her! The pink ribbon was still tied around my wrist so I pulled and pulled , trying to get my new best friend away from her.

And

it

popped.

My name is Eddie.

I'm seventeen years old.

My birthday is next week. I'll be big One-Eight. My foster dad is buying me these boots I've been wanting. I'm sure my friends will take me out to eat. My boyfriend will buy me a gift, maybe even take me to a movie. I'll even get a nice little card from my foster care worker, wishing me a happy eighteenth birthday, informing me I've aged out of the system.

I'll have a good time. I know I will.

But there's one thing I know

for sure

I better not get any

shitty ass pink balloons! ”
― Colleen Hoover, Slammed

“You bend the laws of the universe when you fly," I say. "It's impressive. Defying gravity? Watching sunrises and sunsets from places Mother Nature didn't intend for you to watch them from? You really are superheroes, if you think about it.”
― Colleen Hoover, Ugly Love

“What do you want to be?"

"Happy," she says with a smile.

That's the perfect answer.”
― Colleen Hoover, Ugly Love

“I've learned over the past years what it really means to be able to miss someone. In order to miss someone, that means you were privileged enough to have them in your life to begin with. And while seventeen years doesn't seem like near enough time to have spent with you over the course of a lifetime, it's still seventeen more years than the people that never knew you at all. So if I look at it that way ... I'm pretty damn lucky. I'm the luckiest brother ever in the whole wide world.”
― Colleen Hoover, Losing Hope

“Just hold on. Just for a minute."
"Are you all right ?"
I found my gaze dropping towards his chair, afraid some part of him was pinched, or trapped, that I had got something wrong.
"I'm fine. I just...I don't want to go in just yet. I just want to sit and not have to think about...I just...want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more...”
― Jojo Moyes, Me Before You

“Don't let that thing define you" -Will Traynor”
― Jojo Moyes, Me Before You

“You live. And you throw yourself into everything and try not to think of the bruises.”
― Jojo Moyes, After You

“So many books, so little time.”
― Frank Zappa

“There are shortcuts to happiness and dancing is one of them!”
― Vicki Baum, Ballerina

“There's nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.”
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

“There are no faster or firmer friendships than those formed between people who love the same books.”
― Irving Stone, Clarence Darrow for the Defense

“One must dare to be happy. ”
― Gertrude Stein

“I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.”
― Laura Ingalls Wilder

“No good deed goes unpunished- Syn”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, Born of Fire

“If you ever find yourself in the wrong story, leave.”
― Mo Willems, Goldilocks and the Three Dinosaurs

“Our finger prints don't fade from the lives we touch.”
― judy blume

“Everybody is a main character to someone...”
― Amy Harmon, Making Faces

“Sometimes a beautiful face is false advertising.”
― Amy Harmon, Making Faces

“Everybody who is somebody becomes nobody the moment they fail.”
― Amy Harmon, Making Faces

“True beauty, the kind that doesn't fade or wash off, takes time. It takes incredible endurance. It is the slow drip that creates the stalactite, the shaking of the Earth that creates mountains, the constant pounding of the waves that breaks up the rocks and smooths the rough edges. And from the violence, the furor, the raging of the winds, the roaring of the waters, something better emerges, something that would have otherwise never existed.
And so we endure. We have faith that there is purpose. We hope for things we can't see. We believe there are lessons in loss, power in love, and that we have within us the potential for a beauty so magnificent, our bodies can't contain it.”
― Amy Harmon, Making Faces

“You loved ferris wheels more than roller coasters because life shouldn’t be lived at full speed, but in anticipation and appreciation.”
― Amy Harmon, Making Faces

“I wrote your name across my heart

So I would not forget.

The way I felt when you were born

Before we'd even met

 

I wrote your name across my heart

So your heart beats with mine

And when I miss you most I trace

Each loop and every line

 

I wrote your name across my heart,

So we could be together

So I could hold you close to me

And keep you there forever.”
― Amy Harmon, Making Faces

“Victory is in the battle.”
― Amy Harmon, Making Faces

“Death is easy. Living is the hard part.”
― Amy Harmon, Making Faces