Sofia > Sofia's Quotes

“I hate to break it to you, but just because someone has pretty hair and a good skin tone and a crown instead of a pointy hat doesn’t mean she’s not the baddest bitch this side of the emerald city.”
― Danielle Paige, Dorothy Must Die

“And then I thought: Bring it on. There’s no place like anywhere but here.”
― Danielle Paige, Dorothy Must Die

“Magic always wants to be something different from what it already is. Now that made sense to me. It reminded me of myself.”
― Danielle Paige, Dorothy Must Die

“You can’t choose who you are. But you can choose what you’ll become.”
― Danielle Paige, The Witch Must Burn

“I didn’t know what was worse: to have your shot and screw it up, or to never have had a shot in the first place.”
― Danielle Paige, Dorothy Must Die

“Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.”
― Albert Einstein

“After the last shovel of dirt was patted in place, I sat down and let my mind drift back through the years. I thought of the old K. C. Baking Powder can, and the first time I saw my pups in the box at the depot. I thought of the fifty dollars, the nickels and dimes, and the fishermen and blackberry patches.

I looked at his grave and, with tears in my eyes, I voiced these words: "You were worth it, old friend, and a thousand times over.”
― Wilson Rawls, Where the Red Fern Grows

“I buried Little Ann by the side of Old Dan. I knew that was where she wanted to be. I also buried a part of my life along with my dog.”
― Wilson Rawls, Where the Red Fern Grows

“It's strange indeed how memories can lie dormant in a man's mind for so many years. Yet those memories can be awakened and brought forth fresh and new, just by something you've seen, or something you've heard, or the sight of an old familiar face.”
― Wilson Rawls, Where the Red Fern Grows

“Men," said Mr. Kyle, "people have been trying to understand dogs ever since the beginning of time. One never knows what they'll do. You can read every day where a dog saved the life of a drowning child, or lay down his life for his master. Some people call this loyalty. I don't. I may be wrong, but I call it love - the deepest kind of love."

After these words were spoken, a thoughtful silence settled over the men. The mood was broken by the deep growling voice I had heard back in the washout.

"It's a shame that people all over the world can't have that kind of love in their hearts," he said. "There would be no wars, slaughter, or murder; no greed or selfishness. It would be the kind of world that God wants us to have - a wonderful world.”
― Wilson Rawls, Where the Red Fern Grows