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I don't think we get answers to every question. We don't get all the whys. But I think when we look back to the end of our lives, if we do the best we can, and we will see that the things we begged God to take from us, the things we cursed him for, the things that made us turn our backs on him, are the things that were the biggest blessings, the biggest opportunities for growth.
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inspirational
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What softened your heart?" I asked softly. "Good music and a friend." I felt my eyes burn a little and turned from him, blinking quickly to lap up the sting of tears. "Music has incredible power" "So does friendship," he supplied frankly." --
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music
story-of-a-soul
friendship-and-love
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68e1321
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Millie told me once that the ability to devastate is what makes a song beautiful. Maybe that's what makes life beautiful too. The ability to devastate. Maybe that's how we know we've lived. How we know we've truly loved.
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Amy Harmon |
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Every second I am a bird, I long to be a man. For you. For me. For the child I was so desperate to create. Not for Jeru. For us. You said I choose you because you are of use to me. And I did. But know this, Lark. I have loved you every moment of every day, and I will love you until i cease to be. Bird, man, or king, I love you, and I will always love you
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Amy Harmon |
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If God saved my life, why didn't he save their lives? Is my life so much more valuable? So I'm special... and they're not?
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Amy Harmon |
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You can't control who loves you...you can't let someone love you anymore than you can make someone love you
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Amy Harmon |
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I wanted to bite him hard enough to express my frustration, yet sweetly enough that he'd let me do it again.
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Amy Harmon |
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So often, I felt like my hands and heart knew something I did not, and I surrendered the art to them.
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Amy Harmon |
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What we believe affects our choices, our actions, and subsequently, our lives. The Greeks believed in thier gods, and this belief affected everything else. History is written according to what men believe, whether or not it's true. As the writer of your own history, what you believe influences the paths you take. Do you believe in something that may be a myth? I'm not talking about religious beliefs, per se. I'm talking about things you've ..
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amy-harmon
wilson
blue
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Amy Harmon |
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I think I will keep you,
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Amy Harmon |
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I can't control what you see or how you interpret what you see any more than I can control what you think of me.
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Amy Harmon |
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We never saw what was obvious until we were hit over the head with it.
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Amy Harmon |
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For the word is quick and powerful Sharper than any two-edged sword Piercing even to the dividing asunder Of soul and spirit Of joints and marrow It is a discerner of the thoughts And intents of the heart
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Amy Harmon |
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Suddenly yearning had a flavor. It tasted like a king, a beautiful, frightening, infuriating man who flew into my life and began to free my words.
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Amy Harmon |
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Fern has Ugly Girl Syndrome." Bailey said, out of the blue. "Also known as UGS ... She grew up thinking she was ugly. She doesn't realize that she shed the ugly a long time ago. She's beautiful now. And she's just as pretty on the inside, which is a side benny of UGS."
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Amy Harmon |
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b56f0d0
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Life isn't perfect,people aren't perfect, but there are moments that are.
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Amy Harmon |
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44da178
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And in weeping there was power. The power to heal, the power to release pain and let go, the power to endure love and to shoulder loss. And as the weeks became months, I cried less and smiled more. And peace became a more frequent companion.
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Amy Harmon |
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You don't need wings to fly.
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Amy Harmon |
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But I'm just telling you right now. The lucky ones are the ones who don't come back. You hear me?
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Amy Harmon |
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Do you stand naked in front of the mirror and flex every night? I mean, really, at least go into the adult film industry. At least it won't go completely to waste.
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Amy Harmon |
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Those are my five greats for Georgia today. Those were my five greats yesterday and they will be tomorrow and the next day, until your kisses get old. Then I'll have to think of something else.
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Amy Harmon |
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4a2ad1a
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News flash, Fern Taylor!" Ambrose barked, slamming his hand against the dashboard, making Fern jump. "Everything has changed! You are beautiful, I am hideous, you don't need me anymore, but I sure as hell need you!" "You act like beauty is the only thing that makes us worthy of love," Fern snapped. "I didn't just l-love you because you were beautiful!" She'd said the L word, right out loud, though she'd tripped over it."
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Amy Harmon |
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My brain might be cracked, but it's not just my brain. The sky is cracked too, and I can sometimes see what's on the other side.
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Amy Harmon |
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I love you Bonnie. So much that I hurt with it. And I hate it, and I love it, and I want it to go away, and i want it to stay forever....
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pain
romance
love
bonnie
clyde
letgo
lines
mustread
stay
favorite-books
infinity
one
forever
contemporary
quotes
favorite
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95222bc
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I turned, letting her catch me. And I caught her too, wrapping my arms around her so tight that the space between us became space around us, space above us, but not space inside us.
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Amy Harmon |
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I didn't know if his art was helping. But Moses's pictures were like that, glorious and terrible. Glorious because they brought memory to life, terrible for the same reason. Time softens memories, sanding down the rough edges of death. But Moses's pictures dripped with life and reminded us of our loss.
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death
truth
raw
ironic
talent
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Amy Harmon |
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7743cc9
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You don't need wings to fly, she chirped. What do you need, Daughter? I asked softly. She looked up at me, her big, black eyes alight with knowledge, and she smiled. Words.
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Amy Harmon |
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You can't see a song. You feel a song, you hear a song, you move to it. Just like I can't see you, but I feel you, and I move toward you. When you're with me, I feel like I glimpse a David nobody else knows is there. It's the Song of David, and nobody else can hear it but me.
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Amy Harmon |
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I have no pride left, Ambrose! Bailey said. No pride. But it was my pride or my life. I had to choose. So do you. You can have your pride and sit here and make cupcakes and get old and fat and nobody will give a damn after a while. Or you can trade that pride in for a little humility and take your life back.
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Amy Harmon |
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If God makes all our faces, did he laugh when he made me?
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Amy Harmon |
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Saying something is "meant to be" is a cop out. It's a way for people to deal when they screw up or when life hands them a bowl of shit stew. The things that are meant to be are the things we can't control, the things we don't cause, the things that happen regardless of who or what we are. Like sunsets and snow-fall and natural disasters. I've never believed hardship or suffering was meant to be. I've never believed relationships were meant..
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destiny
meant-to-be
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Amy Harmon |
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It's hard to come to terms with the fact that you aren't ever going to be loved the way you want to be loved.
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Amy Harmon |
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Normal was so lost to me that I didn't even know where to look for it
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Amy Harmon |
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Speaking of names and all-time favorite romances, Bailey told me you write under a pen name. I've been really curious about that." Fern groaned loudly. She shook her fist toward Bailey's house. "Curse your big mouth, Bailey Sheen" She looked at Ambrose with trepidation. "You are going to think I'm some stalker chick. That I'm totally obsessed. But you have to remember that I came up with this alter ego when I was sixteen and I was a bit obs..
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I don't want to be without you, Bonnie! Don't you get that? I am in love with you! I've known you for one week. And I'm in love with you! Crazy, drive-off-a-cliff-if-you-asked-me-to, in love with you. But I don't want to drive off a cliff! I want to live with you! Do you want that? Or do you still think about jumping off bridges and going down in a hail of bullets?
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Amy Harmon |
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But it wasn't. Sex is not the most intimate thing two lovers can do. Even when the sex is beautiful. Even when it's perfect." Millie drew a deep breath as if she remembered how perfect it had truly been. "The most intimate thing we can do is to allow the people we love most to see us at our worst. At our lowest. At our weakest. True intimacy happens when nothing is perfect. And I don't think you're ready to be intimate with me, David."
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sex
millie
tag
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We can't escape ourselves, Tag. Here, there, half-way across the world, or in a psych ward in Salt Lake City. I'm Moses and you're Tag. And that part never changes. So either we figure it out here or we figure it out there. But we still gotta deal. And death won't change that.
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Amy Harmon |
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I have all the power, but you will destroy me.
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Amy Harmon |
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8d33302
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I love the way you smile at me... knocks me on my arse.
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Amy Harmon |
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1cf4201
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Caring about someone doesn't mean taking care of them.
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taking-care
someone
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Amy Harmon |
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fd8107b
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Shakespeare said, 'the robbed that smiles steals something from the thief.
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Amy Harmon |
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I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something; And because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do the something that I can do -- Edward Everett Hale
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Amy Harmon |
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Crying from sweetness doesn't count," he whispered back, and I felt the moisture prick my eyes, just as I'd predicted. "Gi used to say happy tears watered our gratitude. She even had a cross-stitch that said as much. I thought it was stupid." I could hear the smile in his voice. "Ah . . . so Gi was a believer in the five greats."
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Amy Harmon |
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When Julius Caesar crossed the Rubicon, he knew what it would mean." Mr. Wilson was looking at us all somberly, as if Julius Caesar was his homey and he had just crossed the Rubics Cube yesterday. I sighed and tossed back my hair, slouching even further into my seat" --
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