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“I'd been with boys before; I'd been with boys I'd thought were men. But this was different. David kissed like a man. He tasted, he smelled and he fucked like a man.”
“All we have is the story we tell. Everything we do, every decision we make, our strength, weakness, motivation, history, and character-what we believe-none of it is real; it's all part of the story...”
“My breathe would catch at the sight of violets-so common in the woods at home, so surprising in the mountains. The violet's message was "Keep up your courage, stay true to what you believe in." p264”
“God wants us to believe in something bigger and better than ourselves.”
“We would all believe in God if he served our every whim. Belief is not about an easy life or even truth. Belief is something you have regardless.”
“I don't believe that. I don't believe that there are bad things about you. Only things that you think are bad.”
“I'm your other half. (...) I'll carry your heartbeat in mine.”
“Starving artist: starving for affection, starving for attention”
“We dreamt of a crappy apartment somewhereMaking love while we let the midnight airFlow through the open window, into our closed heartsLeft bitter from heartbreak and too much time apart”
“Will I ever see the mountains or am I doomed to roam the flatlands?”
“May every voice proclaim thy praise.And every knee bow in thy presenceThe tangible promise of our faith.May thy Charity, like a mantle, Lift us to God on high.”
“People follow leaders by choice. Without trust, at best you get compliance.”
“But words are water in Amsterdam, they flood your ears and set the rot, and the church's east corner is crowded.”
“They say actions speak louder than words, but in some cases, words hurt a lot more than actions ever could.”
“I'm an elephant today. I will need to have lots of room and also a bowl of water on the floor.”
“One day his fingers will grow knobby, he will start to sag. I pray to the goddesses, the gods, the eggs, the clouds, the trees. I pray to the wind that he will grow old and die well.”
“I try to feel my own edges in the low light. I send my mind to the outer edges of me wheredo I end?I send myself to my innermost edges,and I seethat in both directionsI am infinite.”
“I sit in front of the notebook and feel like its just too late for me. And that this book isnt working, nothings working, everything feels like its made of spiders.”
“A Depressive?' 'Smiles in ballrooms, weeps in bedrooms. Ill in her head.' Olive tapped her temple. 'And here.' She touched her heart.”
“Traveling down a road of self-destructionWith no room for any reconstruction”
