Quotes from Cameron Dokey

A girl with tears and secrets in her eyes.

Who helped mes see what I could not.

It was the everyday people who were our country's true lifeblood. If they should fail, so would we all.

The wound I had seen in my stepmother's eyes.

So maybe I wasn't that high profile when I was a student here," I said. "But am I really more interesting dead than alive?" "You don't seriously expect me to answer that, do you?" Elaine said.

But, no matter what I did, how many times hot water was added, how many minutes I stood before the fire to dry, I could not get warm. For my father's words and my own fears were like two cold fists clenched around my heart. The catastrophes had returned, and this time they came from within, not from without. Bad as what we had already endured had been, I knew that the worst was yet to come.

Just because I'm pointing out the flaws in your logic is no reason to start accusing me of things. There is no shame in being afraid.

Do you know why they're putting a bench in the herb garden? So Jo's ghost will have a congenial place to sit when she visits the campus. Suzy Neptune actually said that, right out loud." "I admit that is a little weird," Elaine said.

It's hard to be on your high horse when you are falling on your face.

This is the third most powerful kind of wish there is: the one you make unbidden, not to your heart, but from it. Only knowing what it is you wish for as you hear your own voice, proclaiming it aloud.

Mind? my stepmother cried. "You are a lifesaver, Justine, just as your sister is. Part of me wants to ask how you know what to do, the other informs the rest that a gift is best accepted with thanks and not inquired after too closely. So I will simply say thank you, I think. Will all my heart.

The fear in his eyes and in his voice telling anyone with eyes and ears of their own all they needed to know about what was in his heart.

An odd duck in a sea of well dressed swans.

A day like a beautiful wild animal with a glossy coat and a mouth full of teeth.

Some things are best kept to yourself. Particularly when you're not sure whether or not other people will approve, but you're pretty sure they won't.

To heal, we must do more than grieve. We must also find a way to mourn.

For he rewove the very fabric of my heart.

For the fires I brought back to life with the sound of my own voice.

Love was all around me. I simply had to find a way to make it thrive.

Some things, of course, cannot be healed, no matter how much you want them to be, no matter how hard you try.

Maybe all young men who love us become knights in shining armor when we love them back.

Love so joyfully and freely given can never be taken away. It is never truly gone.