Quotes from Susan May

Only one word described this situation. It was "F'd." Right? But I can't say that word. People who use that word in all its four-letter glory are nothing but common beggars.

There is none so blind as those who will not see.

It's never okay to marginalize anyone. You never know the consequences for those who are bullied or for the bullies themselves. It never ends well—for anyone.

She constantly felt as if she were physically wading through air the consistency of thick, wet cement. The

it felt as if she'd floated up above the clouds to the edge of space and was now surrounded by a vacuum of nothing. No air, no wind, no feeling in her body. As

He'd already endured enough guilt in his life. Quite possibly, he'd run out of space to carry any more.

Nobody realizes each digital photo includes EXIF data an acronym for Exchangeable Image File. Information freely available about someone and their activities was all stored there: shutter speed, exposure compensation, even whether a flash was used. A myriad of information. A snapshot of digital wonder, the picture also carried something else invaluable: the date and time the image was taken and the GPS coordinates.

She had drunk from the cup of self-deceit which can poison your soul, so you never again see the truth.

Success. Power. But you know, it's not winning if it comes at the expense of someone else. Success should come from giving not taking.

All those Disney films have you believe that one day you'll meet your Prince Charming. What they don't tell you is he comes in a psychotic package without warning labels. He

Well there you have it, just like drinking and driving, if you get behind a wheel with a phone in your hand and you cause a death, then chances are you will face very serious charges.

And how they could have forgotten him, as though he was just a character in a book, dismissed once the covers closed?

If you wanted to make a case for evil, there was the confirmation, pooled in vivid red on this kitchen floor.

If eyes were the windows to the soul, then the wrinkles surrounding them must be the roadmap of all the soul had endured. Bobby

It is one of the beautiful compensations of life that no man can sincerely try to help another without helping himself." Ralph Waldo Emerson. As

This was the circle of life and his decaying body was the reward for everything before, good and bad.

If there's one thing you respect, it's coincidences. They never are and never will be just coincidences. They're shining neon signs, and you gotta read the signs.

They were simply two human beings caught up in ironic serendipity.

That was half the problem with kids these days. No responsibility.

She had spent the last six months of her senior year counting down the days, literally wrote the number on a jotter next to her bed every morning. She thought once she'd escaped that prison, her life would suddenly become fantastic, but it hadn't turned out that way.

They loved their children, but parenting was all-consuming sometimes, to the point where you felt yourself barely hanging on to the you that didn't lose it just because your child spilled milk.

In that slippery, sliding moment, his disappointment begins to heal. If the bus driver has appeared at this moment, this very day, then there is a reason. All he needs to discover is why. He'll take his time. He'll watch. Surely the reason will be revealed. Reasons usually do.

It is one of the beautiful compensations of life that no man can sincerely try to help another without helping himself." Ralph Waldo Emerson.

All those Disney films have you believe that one day you'll meet your Prince Charming. What they don't tell you is he comes in a psychotic package without warning labels.