Quotes from Lurlene McDaniel

Somebody had to die in order that somebody else can go on living.

He doesn't teach you what to think. He teaches you how to think.

What wisdom is there in keeping a person alive above all considerations ? Why should doctors keep restarting someone's heart if they're never going to get well?

I hoped for a miracle, but most of all, I hoped for someone to truly understand what I was going through. I can't make you live longer, I can't stop you from hurting but I can give you one wish as someone did for me. My wish helped me find purpose, faith, and courage. Friendship reaches beyond time and the true miracle is in giving, not recieving.

It can be scary facing the unknown.

Esto es lo que me pasó a mí. Pensé que tenía normas. Yo creía en mis absolutos. Lo hice para la mayoría de las situaciones. Entonces no lo hice. Conforme pasó el tiempo, mi mundo se volvió gris y mis absolutos se oscurecieron. El bien y el mal se disolvieron en lo que sabía que tenía que hacer.

Medals hang from his neck in a glittering array, like jewelry, like starts that will now go out because their sun no longer burns.

Life went on whether a person participated in it or not.

Are you sorry? Do you wish you could do it all again and go off and write novels instead of being a teacher? No. You can't trade what is for what might have been.

Quiero tener una opinión cuando todo esto termine. Quiero decidir. No quiero que el cáncer decida por mi. Mi cuerpo. Mi elección.

He's at the library, I think. Safe and sound in his world of books... Maybe he'll write one someday.

Next year, when you return, you'll bring the ashes back and toss them onto that year's bonfire. In this way, each of us comes back to this place, bringing some of the past, leaving with some of the future. Will those of you who have ashes from last year please bring them forward?" he asked.

It was easier to talk about nothing than something. Because something was too terrible to discuss. Too dark and terrible to even think about.

Lost. The therapist made it sound as if the person could be found. As if death wasn't final and irrevocable.

Crumpled taffeta and crushed satin gave the room an eerie look, as if a magic spell had been cast and people had simply dropped in their tracks.

it seems like a disaster, but somehow it all comes together at the last minute, and you make it through.

The book breathless is so sad but at the begging it is happy and the part that I'm at is sad because the guy that has cancer he wants to kill his self it is so sad I just kind of like it right know but it is sad to me and when I make kids read it when I have kids it will be so cool.

While the two of them might never be the closest of friends, they had developed a connection that was important for each of them. When they'd needed someone, they'd found one another.

Oh, Mom, what's 'normal' mean, anyway? 'Normal' is whatever we make it.

Life's too short to wear ugly clothes.

Her mom's voice trembled as she read aloud: "We lost our beloved Sandy yesterday, 10 A.M. Stop. She died peacefully — no pain. Stop. We're flying her home to West Virginia for burial. Stop. Package for Dawn to follow. Stop. The Chandlers.

For a freshman nobody, I look pretty good. At least that's what some girls hanging at the pool said. Sure, they were only eleven and twelve, but girls' opinions are always worth something to me.

His guilt is my ticket to the latest and greatest. A guy adapts.

Lani felt certain that hers and Dawson's worlds would never collide. She was wrong.