Quotes About Realization

Somos amigos." "¿Amigos?" Gabriel rió sin ganas. "Claro que somos amigos, pero cualquiera que tenga dos dedos de frente se daría cuenta de que me he enamorado de ti..

Each night the black sky and the bright stars were my stunning companions; occasionally I'd see their beauty and solemnity so plainly that I'd realize in a piercing way that my mother was right. That someday I would be grateful and that in fact I was grateful now, that I felt something growing in me that was strong and real.

It hadn't occurred to me that my mother would die. Until she was dying, the thought had never entered my mind. She was monolithic and insurmountable, the keeper of my life.

I had arrived. I'd done it. It seemed like such a small thing and such a tremendous thing at once, like a secret I'd always tell myself though I didn't know the meaning of it just yet.

It's reality. And reality is what we have to accept, like it or not.

But the thing was, I didn't want it. Maybe I never really had. I'd finally come to understand what it had been: a yearning for a way out, when actually what I had wanted to find was a way in. I was there now. Or close.

It had been an indisputably good time, but now I felt empty. Like there was something I didn't even know I wanted until I didn't get it.

I'd finally come to understand what it had been: a yearning for a way out, when actually what I had wanted to find was a way in. I was there now. Or close.

anything could happen and that everything would. But that doesn't mean I wasn't shocked when it did.

I almost howled in agony. I almost choked to death on what I knew before I knew. I was going to live the rest of my life without my mother. I pushed the fact of it away with everything in me. I couldn't let myself believe it then and there in that elevator and also go on breathing, so I let myself believe other things instead.

The sketches of your real life and your sister life are right there before you and you get to decide what to do. One is the life you'll have; the other is the one you won't. Switch them around in your head and see how it feels. Which affects you on a visceral level? Which won't let you go? Which is ruled by fear? Which is ruled by desire? Which makes you want to close your eyes and jump and which makes you want to turn and run?

One of the things that happens a lot is you get to see how many times things happen, literal things happen and how they are completely metaphors for where you are. It's like a mirror is being held up just about an inch to your face.

It's a useful way to see what's there. A lot of times, it isn't much.

She looked at her parents, clear-eyed and astonished, like she understood exactly who she was for the very first time. A prisoner of her own body.

You only need the light when it is burning low Only miss the sun when it starts to snow.   How

The realization that we are responsible for the mess we are in—and that it isn't 'their' fault—is the best hope India has had in decades.

You only need the light when it is burning low Only miss the sun when it starts to snow.

You cannot plough a field by turning it over in your mind.

Nothing ruins a Friday like realizing it's only Wednesday.

A heartbreak is a blessing from God. It's just his way of letting you realize he saved you from the wrong one.

Sometimes we don't look up unless we have a reason to. And then it all becomes clear.

Just tested positive for claustrophobia.

Only that day dawns to which we are awake.

I didn't lose you. You lost me. You'll search for me inside of everyone you're with & I won't be found.