Bethyl Ann has vomited words like she ate the dictionary.
Jennifer Archer, Through Her Eyes.
“I died on a bitter cold night. Beneath a black sky and a bruised winter moon, I tried to fly, hoping my arms might act as wings.”
“If you feel like you have to have them for some reason, tell me and we'll take them out together. Promise?""If you promise not to tell the whole school about this.""I won't tell them anything. Deal...”
“Mama says its just her nature. Some people are flowers, and some are thorns.”
“Mama says it’s just her nature. Some people are flowers, and some are thorns.”
“They keep track of time. Sometimes things happen and you feel that you need to mark them down.”
“Does religious conviction provide a powerful reason for killing? Undeniably it often does. It also often provides the sole compelling reason for refusing to kill, or for being merciful, or for seek...”
“the past only had whatever power you gave it; life was what you made it and if you wanted something different from what you had, it was up to you to make it happen.”