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What Flowers Remember What Flowers Remember by Shannon Wiersbitzky
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“Eyes aren't good liars.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“I'm not sure why, but when a person expects something to last forever, they don't notice the little things. It's only when the clock is ticking all those little things add up and become bigger.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“He stared at her the way folks stare at a rainbow, taking in all that unexpected beauty, not wanting to look away in case it might disappear.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“It’s funny how even when you’ve lived with someone your whole life, they can still surprise you.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“It’s hard not to smile when you’re going eyeball to eyeball with a frosted chocolate cupcake.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“Being forgiven is like having all the worst bits of yourself stuffed into a balloon and then having that balloon set free.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“I think maybe bad things seem worse when people are alone. When they can turn that bad thought over and over in their head, polishing it like a stone, until it shines dark and black. Maybe the key to making things better is being with other people. Little by little, smiles and laughter and hugs can chip away at any dark stone, even if it’s as big as a boulder to start. Then finally, bit by bit, it shrinks until it’s no bigger than a pebble, something that even I could kick down the road.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“That's the funny thing about old people: they never seem in a hurry. I think old people have figured out that being five minutes late really doesn't matter much.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“There’s comfort in hearing a voice when the world is silent.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“When God was making the months I think February was a mistake, like a burp. There it was, small, dark, and prickly. It had absolutely no redeeming qualities.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“There’s no accounting for the opinions of old ladies. They think everyone is cute.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“There is nothing in the world more pathetic than a bunch of wilted dandelions.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“Fresh popcorn is near impossible to resist, second only to fresh doughnuts.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“Most folks probably think that gardens only get tended when they're blooming. But most folks would be wrong.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“When tended the right way, beauty multiplies.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“As babies we’re born blank sheets of paper. Not a single mark. As we grow older, lines form, then colors and patterns. Before long that paper is all sorts of brilliant. Like a kaleidoscope, no two exactly alike.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“Memories are what makes each person different.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“Everyone has a story - find yours!”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“I bet souls are better than down feathers. The good ones, anyway.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“Good storytellers are always ready for the next question.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“A fire hydrant is not something you want to lose, especially in an emergency.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“They don’t have classes on bravery in middle school. If they did I’d have signed up. It would have been helpful to learn how to stare down what I feared most and not blink.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“Memories are powerful that way. They can bring back to another place and time and make them laugh or cry all over again.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember
“Memories are powerful that way. They can bring a person back to another place and time and make them laugh or cry all over again.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember