I don't have to tell you that Steubenville is all over the news.
I don't have to tell you that it's a fucking joke that Trent Mays and Ma'lik Richmond, the two teenagers convicted of raping a sixteen year old girl, were only sentenced to a combined three years in juvenile prison. Each will serve a year for the rape itself; Mays will serve an additional year for "illegal use of a minor in nudity-oriented material."
That’s what fiction is for. It’s for getting at the truth when the truth isn’t sufficient for the truth.
Tim O’Brien
Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do.
Steve Jobs
There is love enough in this world for everybody, if people will just look.
Kurt Vonnegut Cat’s Cradle
I promised to keep on going but maybe keep on going means coming back first.
Patrick Ness The Knife Of Never Letting Go
Sometimes the dreams that come true are the dreams you never even knew you had.
Alice Sebold The Lovely Bones
Each day means a new twenty-four hours. Each day means everything’s possible again. You live in the moment, you die in the moment, you take it all one day at a time.
Legend Marie Lu
My heart is so tired.
The Book Thief Markus Zusak
Ask her what she craved, and she’d get a little frantic about things like books, the woods, music. Plants and the seasons. Also freedom.
Charles Frazier Nightwoods
Can I even complicate your breathing?
Yeah Boy And Doll Face Pierce The Veil
The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action; and till action, lust
Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust,
Enjoy’d no sooner but despised straight,
Past reason hunted, and no sooner had
Past reason hated, as a swallow’d bait
On purpose laid to make the taker mad;
Mad in pursuit and in possession so;
Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme;
A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe;
Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream.
All this the world well knows; yet none knows well
To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.
William Shakespeare {Sonnet 129}
Do you know what it feels like, to have someone look at you and know who you are and what you want? It’s like waking up over and over again.
David Welch, The War Boys
To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that he could not understand why no one was as disturbed as he by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones, why no one else’s heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils, why everyone did not go mad with the movements of her braid, the flight of her hands, the gold of her laughter. He had not missed a single one of her gestures, not one of the indications of her character, but he did not dare approach her for fear of destroying the spell.
Gabriel García Márquez
When you are standing at your hero’s grave,
Or near some homeless village where he died,
Remember, through your heart’s rekindling pride,
The German soldiers who were loyal and brave.Men fought like brutes; and hideous things were done;
And you have nourished hatred harsh and blind.
But in that Golgotha perhaps you’ll find
The mothers of the men who killed your son.
Siegfried Sassoon, Reconciliation
You are too young to fall asleep for ever;
And when you sleep you remind me of the dead.
Siegfried Sassoon, The Dug-Out
I cling to you
as if I were a burning ship and you
could save me, as if I won’t go sliding down
beneath you soon; as if our lives are made of rise
and fall, and we could ride this out forever,
with longing’s thunder rolling heavy in our arms.
Liz Rosenberg, Married Love
And in their tortured eyes I stand forgiven.
Siegfried Sassoon Banishment
Writing is something you do alone. It’s a profession for introverts who want to tell you a story but don’t wanna make eye contact while telling it.
John Green
Nothing can go wrong if everything is right, and everything is right somehow.
Pooh
I am a lover without a lover. I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself.
Warsan Shire
