Ours Quotes

“…while stars poked holes in the sky’s dark argument, until the sun, engorged with the force of spring’s slow approach, annihilated all difference.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“When the house braced itself against the weather outside, the ceiling sang as though the cold air entering the room had entered a lung and shocked it into troublesome life.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“No right way to be free. That's why it's called free. You make all the right and wrong with it as you want. Just be mindful how much of each.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“He knew Aba was a friend because of how beautiful Aba made him feel. A good friend will show you the good they see in you.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“Yes, the heart of another is the first home one chooses. To harm that heart is to say, "I'd rather be homeless." Cruelty makes a liar out of the cruel.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“In the protruding globes of his eyes, Frances swore she saw the origin of sorrow, before it had a name and could only be recognized and measured by the wisest of priests.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“We all know somewhere inside ourselves we never thought we'd know. Dusky places. Places more ancient than God.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“Can't no sadness be sad the same as somebody else's.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“Drapetomania, that is something that does not exist anywhere else outside of the white mind.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“Time was a fallacy that protected those for whom obedience to imaginary limits reigned supreme, organizing chaos without undoing it.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“A broken heart builds broken thoughts.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“Nothing was ever purely sudden. Every feeling had a history that could unbury the dead and still find some life.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“I have no medicine for what's in you. No conjure for the monster you are. Only advice." Saint spoke softly. "That little scar of yours don't own you. Own your damn self.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“But avoiding loss is not a power given to the living.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“Children and therefore experts of the imagination, every burning thought came to life at their whim.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“To be a man meant to be unoccupied with things that had nothing to do with him unless he chose to make those things his business. It was the right and ability to make a choice. A choice about anything at all and to do so with wisdom. And to stand by those choices and all that comes with them.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“Need a mind to be mindful.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“A joke from the other side of life that if they didn't take their days slowly, the days would take them.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“How does one love in this world? Where is there enough room inside a self to love so many others?”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“Grief not giveable in that way. You can't give somebody what you feel to make them understand.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“You have to find what turn your grief useful to you.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“Sadness the first feeling, the one on the bottom. It's what we put on top of it that helps us keep going.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“Pain gets easier. It has no other choice.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“There's a certain gentleness in blue that's capable of deceiving whoever perceives it, shielding its wearer in a kind demeanor they may not fully embrace, let alone agree with. Blue was hard to come by in nature, anyhow. There's the sky when it cooperated, some bodies of water, and the rare bird. In the iridescent shell of a fly, blue may appear in a flash, then without warning turn green then red. Flower petals are tricky. The cornflower, iris, and delphinium carry more purple on their velvet than anything else. And when summer laid it on down to rest, autumn sucked the color out like marrow from a bone. In that way, blue never stuck around, not for long, so when Saint came upon the color and the color chose to stay, caution stuck close to her heart for, at any moment, blue - gentleness, kindness, tranquility - could burn red.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“Everything had a heart in the woods. Ant to serpent to fox, everything had a heart and in the woods his songs had a heart, too.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“There's nothing wrong with being scared of something. How you think we want to make things right that's wrong? The scare of a thing be scary at first, then it be something else that make you want to change it. Everything begin with fear.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“Not everything that look like something you know is a thing you know.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“They murmured and he heard, clear as glass shattering across a floor.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“Freedom always had its price: substantial, horrific, a currency of blood.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours

“If you let people figure things out on their own without doing everything for them, they remember it longer.”
― Phillip B. Williams, Ours