The Lost Boy Quotes
The Lost Boy
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“You have to understand that in a person's life there are a few precious moments in which decisions, choices that you make now, will affect you for the rest of your life.”
― The Lost Boy
― The Lost Boy
“I just don't want to forget this first day of the rest of my life!”
― The Lost Boy
― The Lost Boy
“David, what your mother did to you was wrong. Very wrong. No child deserves to be treated like that. She's sick.”
― The Lost Boy
― The Lost Boy
“I am proud of who you were, David–that hurt person who refused to "die." And I'm more proud of who you've become–a caring, giving, fixing person, the guy with the same sense of humor and that deft, sensitive touch. Good on you, David. I love you.”
― The Lost Boy
― The Lost Boy
“Well, young man, ” the judge began. “What it boils down to is this: If the court so desires and if you believe that your home setting is undesirable … you may become a permanent ward of the court, or you may return and reside with your mother at your home residence.”
― The Lost Boy
― The Lost Boy
“The first two ultimate rules of being a foster child that I had learned while at Aunt Mary’s were never to become too attached to anyone and never to take someone’s home for granted.”
― The Lost Boy: A Foster Child's Search for the Love of a Family
― The Lost Boy: A Foster Child's Search for the Love of a Family
“Children who had difficulty in learning basic skills were to be given special instruction to remedy those weak or unlearned skills.”
― The Lost Boy: A Foster Child's Search for the Love of a Family
― The Lost Boy: A Foster Child's Search for the Love of a Family
“Before I could reply, I saw his shadow disappear down the hall. I bent down in front of the vent and turned my head, coughing from the dark smoke. A small, red orange fire began to take form. In a flash I grabbed the can of lighter fluid that John had left and pulled it out from the vent.”
― The Lost Boy
― The Lost Boy
“Suddenly she lets go of my ear and opens the front door. “Get out!” she screeches. “Get out of my house! I don’t like you! I don’t want you! I never loved you! Get the hell out of my house!” I freeze. I’m not sure of this game. My brain begins to spin with all the options of what Mother’s real intentions may be. To survive, I have to think ahead. Father steps in front of me. “No!” he cries out. “That’s enough. Stop it, Roerva. Stop the whole thing. Just let The Boy be.”
― The Lost Boy
― The Lost Boy
