Quotes from Mary E. Pearson

Pieces. Isn't that what all of life is anyway? Shards. Bits. Moments. Am I less because I have fewer, or do the few I have mean more?

Awareness There is a dark place. A place where I have no eyes, no mouth. No words. I can't cry out because I have no breath. The silence is so deep I want to die. But I can't. The darkness and silence go on forever. It is not a dream. I don't dream.

and time becomes a forgotten detail.

I'm not the farmer I claimed to be, but I hope I can make you fall in love with me again, this time as a prince, one day at a time. We've had a terrible start—it doesn't mean we can't have a better ending.

Regroup. Move forward.

Maybe now it was I who would become the assassin.

But I had loved and been loved deeply and completely, not once but twice. I would not trade that for all the riches that Montegue had to offer.

I didn't need to fall in love with him again. I had never fallen out.

There is one true history And one true future. Listen well, For the child sprung from misery Will be the one to bring hope. From the weakest will come strength. From the hunted will come freedom. —Song of Venda

Do certain events in our lives leave a permanent mark, freezing a piece of us in time, and that becomes a touchstone that we measure the rest of our lives against?

I know you have the patience of a rapidly decomposing turd.

Father says it will come in time. "Time heals," he says. I don't tell him that I don't know what time is.

I am a soldier in my father's army.

For with but one generation, History and truth are lost forever.

The truths of the world wish to be known, but they won't force themselves upon you the way lies will. They'll court you, whisper to you, play behind your eyelids, slip inside and warm your blood, dance along your spine and caress your neck until your flesh rises in bumps.

What I think is all I have left. My mind is the only thing that makes me different from a fancy toaster. What we think does matter-it's all we truly have.

A sacrifice ever remembered. Never forgotten. Another day we live. A sacrifice for you. Only for you. And so shall it be, For evermore. Paviamma

Once upon a time, Long, long ago, Seven stars were flung from the sky. One to shake the mountains, One to churn the seas, One to choke the air, And four to test the hearts of men. Your hearts are to be tested now. Open them to the truths, For we must not just be ready For the enemy without, But also the enemy within.

If we spend too much time reliving the past, it gets us nowhere." "That's where I am, Rafe. Nowhere.

Are the details of our lives who we are, or is it owning those details that makes the difference?

My breaths shuddered, still hot in my chest. I knew I had made a big mistake, but it was a glorious one, and I wanted to make it over and over again. But there was something in his eyes, something genuine and earnest and true that made me pause. This was more than just making the best of it, this was something taking root, a seed being planted. But it was a seed that couldn't be planted.

A prince, in the turn of a moment and a few words, was now a king.

and when the last star of the universe blinks silent, I will still be yours.

You two seemed inevitable.