Quotes About Revelation

If clothes are camouflage, then scars are exclamation points of honesty.

Good. Slowly, nerves as tight as bowstrings, she swept the weakening beam across the floor. Heart racing, ready to bolt, she tried to convince herself there was no one in the vault, no one but her and her own pounding pulse. She was wrong. A skeleton lay stretched upon a slab—a woman, she guessed, from its small size and the rotting nightgown and dark clumps of hair. "Oh, dear God." The corpse had been here a while—teeth

Olivia Bentz

That's the beauty of retrospect. One sees so much more clearly.

I liked finding dirt on people. It made all my trespasses seem trivial.

You can keep telling girls to be polite, to keep a level head and it'll all work out in the end. But don't be surprised when they figure out that you've been feeding them lies.

Ha! She has a dark side, my sister. Nobody believes it, but she used to torture me when I was little.

The room? Why am I not surprised?

Judy woke up on her back in the parking lot.

I have a whole life to tell; I have nothing left to lose and few to offend.

Any daughter-in-law who lets the real truth of her life become public brings shame to both her natal and husband's families, which, as you know, is why I have waited until they were all dead to write my story.

Ralph Waldo Emerson thought of weeds as plants "whose virtues had not yet been discovered.

No one likes to be confronted with the truth about what they will do when motivated by fear. But its only human to act in our own self-interest. The slop is a slippery one, an abyss below. It gets away from you, that morality you cling to when things are going well. Its when the bottom falls out of your life that you really see who you are.

There was and always had been a drive within me to know the truth of things.

What had amazed him, what amazed him still, even after all these years, was how quickly he'd stepped out of himself. He'd slipped off every convention and moral that had defined him, a great cowl that fell to the floor with the unfastening of a single closure. The person beneath it was someone he barely recognized.

She scrolled through page one, page two, page three—the way her brother had taught her. Sometimes the things you want to know are buried deep—fixers and hiders have gotten very good at burying bad press deep beyond where anyone has the attention span to look.

When your heroes reveal themselves as human, it exposes your own flaws, too. Naivete, mainly, a willingness to believe in someone, something.

She watched. That was her gift. To disappear into the black, sink into the shadows behind and between. That's where you really saw things for what they were, when people revealed their true natures, Everyone was on broadcast these days, thrusting out versions of themselves, cropped and filtered for public consumption. Everyone putting on the show of me. It was when people were alone, unobserved, that the mask came off

Don't we reveal ourselves slowly, in parts, to the people we are starting to love? Don't we pick and choose what we want them to see and when? Aren't we afraid to be judged or rejected because of who we are, at least a little at first, until we grow more intimate, feel safer beneath each other's gazes?

Dreams tell us things we won't listen to when we're awake.

Is this place called Virgins? Well, I shouldn't be here! -Nina

Even the things we don't understand are a display of the goodness of God.

The tail of Emily Windsnapeveryone has a secret . mines alittle different. i figured out i am a mermaid.

I try to imagine keeping something like that a secret for my whole life. It would be like always wearing a mask over your face, which everyone believed was the real you. You would be the only person who knew it wasn't--and who knew that you could never take it off.