Quotes About Transition

When you realize, you have no idea what's going on in your kid's head? One morning, you wake up and there's this alien in your house. They look like your kid, sound a little like them, but they are not your kid. They're something else that you don't know.

You spend a long time waiting for life to start – her past year or two filled with all these firsts, everything new and terrifying and significant – and then it does start and you realise it isn't what you'd expected, or asked for.

When your mom is gone, the thing no one ever tells you is that the little compass needle inside keeps spinning around and around, never finingt North.

You spend a long time waiting for life to start-- her past year or two filled with all these firsts, everything new and terrifying and significant-- and then it does start and you realize it isn't what you'd expected, or asked for.

Ages fourteen to eighteen, a girl needs something to kill all that time, that endless itchy waiting, every hour, every day for something — anything — to begin.

There wasn't much to know. Now there's less.

If you're lucky, the friends you make when you're sixteen stay with you for the rest of your life. If you're smart, you know when it's time to let them go.

There's nothing that says you can't change." "Not even if it changes everything else?" I shook my head. "Not even then.

I murmur something that sounds like "goodbye" but tastes like "hello.

We're all dying from the moment we're born. That's all we do our entire lives, is die.

You learn more from the things that end.

Everything changes," I told him. "Eventually.

That's what it means. One day you will run toward something instead of away, and then you will understand.

Some things change. And some things don't.

Sometimes, you turn back. Sometimes, you walk away. And sometimes, you find the place you're meant to be, and you stay there. You find a way to make it work. Whatever it takes.

But she worried about how the older students, who were required to leave the school at age twelve, would find work. Many of these "show[ed] by their unformed features and mechanical movements" the ill effects of having been "treated by wholesale"; they were not accorded the respect that engenders "self-respect.

The higher my GPA gets the more I realize high school is useless

Excuse our appearances. We are taking apart yesterday, to make way for tomorrow

Even with the best intentions, growing apart might just be an inevitable part of growing up.

I am trying to come up with some "adult" reads, but I mostly read young adult fiction (my job), which, by the way is excellent. I will post about some of my favorites that should appeal to adult readers

Let's choose all over nothing

Since our school went MiNet blind, it's for seriously more like 1836 than 2036.

No ride. So I couldn't go home. No plan. No boyfriend. No job.

In six weeks, I'd be packing up all my stuff and getting the hell out of Pineville. But until then, my life at The Mall would really, really suck.