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“She stood in the storm, and when the wind did not blow her way, she adjusted her sails.”
― Elizabeth Edwards

“Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.”
― Theodore Roosevelt

“What greater gift than the love of a cat.”
― Charles Dickens

“In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.

And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger â€� something better, pushing right back.”
― Albert Camus

“Good books don't give up all their secrets at once.”
― Stephen King

“Eating and reading are two pleasures that combine admirably.”
― C.S. Lewis

“No two persons ever read the same book.”
― Edmund Wilson

“If I cannot do great things, I can do small things in a great way”
― Martin Luther King Jr.

“After the last shovel of dirt was patted in place, I sat down and let my mind drift back through the years. I thought of the old K. C. Baking Powder can, and the first time I saw my pups in the box at the depot. I thought of the fifty dollars, the nickels and dimes, and the fishermen and blackberry patches.

I looked at his grave and, with tears in my eyes, I voiced these words: "You were worth it, old friend, and a thousand times over.”
― Wilson Rawls, Where the Red Fern Grows

“I really wondered why people were always doing what they didn't like doing. It seemed like life was a sort of narrowing tunnel. Right when you were born, the tunnel was huge. You could be anything. Then, like, the absolute second after you were born, the tunnel narrowed down to about half that size. You were a boy, and already it was certain you wouldn't be a mother and it was likely you wouldn't become a manicurist or a kindergarten teacher. Then you started to grow up and everything you did closed the tunnel in some more. You broke your arm climbing a tree and you ruled out being a baseball pitcher. You failed every math test you ever took and you canceled any hope of being a scientist. Like that. On and on through the years until you were stuck. You'd become a baker or a librarian or a bartender. Or an accountant. And there you were. I figured that on the day you died, the tunnel would be so narrow, you'd have squeezed yourself in with so many choices, that you just got squashed.”
― Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I'm Home

“Dr. Seuss provided "ingenious and uniquely witty solutions to the standing problem of the juvenile fantasy writer: how to find, not another Alice, but another rabbit hole.”
― Clifton Fadiman

“Pour yourself a drink, put on some lipstick, and pull yourself together.”
― Elizabeth Taylor

“In every set of twins, there is one angel, one devil.”
― Jandy Nelson, I'll Give You the Sun

“Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.”
― Albert Einstein

“It is not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves.”
― George Mallory

“You rescue something and you're responsible for it. But maybe that's what love is. Maybe it's like a hit-and-run accident; it smashes you before you can think. You do it no matter the cost and you keep on running”
― Alice Hoffman, Faithful

“See a charmer and you’re bound to see a snake nearby,”
― Alice Hoffman, Faithful

“If this isn’t hell, the devil is surely taking notes.”
― Stuart Turton, The Seven Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle

“If you have a dad who supports Liverpool you always fucking think you can turn anything around. You know! Ever since that Champions League final.”
― Fredrik Backman, Britt-Marie Was Here

“There are large moments in life; but sometimes it is the small moments - the casual moments - that change everything. The second's absent wandering of attention before an accident. The choice to take one road, instead of another.”
― Simone St. James, The Haunting of Maddy Clare

“I was struck again by the deep quiet of the countryside, the absence of any human sounds; my mind still expected the clamor of cars, voices, all the clatter of nonstop human movement. Here was only the hushed patter of the drizzle, the call of birds in faraway trees. The air was impossibly sweet, like wine. A crow called from somewhere, its voice dark and throaty.”
― Simone St. James, The Haunting of Maddy Clare

“There are moments when everything shifts, when the world becomes eerily like the kaleidoscope toy given to children, where with the turn of a cheap plastic knob everything changes, becomes different. Fiona looked at the man in front of her and the calm of downtown Portsmouth disappeared; the colors changed; the air smelled different. Everything flew upward, scattered, and landed again.”
― Simone St. James, The Broken Girls

“Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”
― Sarah Williams, Twilight Hours: A Legacy of Verse

“O' what may man within him hide, though angel on the outward side!”
― William Shakespeare

“The past is never dead. It's not even past.”
― William Faulkner, Requiem for a Nun

“We may sit in our library and yet be in all quarters of the earth.”
― John Lubbock, The Pleasures of Life

“The important thing is not so much that every child should be taught as that every child should be given the wish to learn.”
― John Lubbock

“Our great mistake in education is, as it seems to me, the worship of book-learning–the confusion of instruction and education. We strain the memory instead of cultivating the mind. The children in our elementary schools are wearied by the mechanical act of writing, and the interminable intricacies of spelling; they are oppressed by columns of dates, by lists of kings and places, which convey no definite idea to their minds, and have no near relation to their daily wants and occupations; while in our public schools the same unfortunate results are produced by the weary monotony of Latin and Greek grammar. We ought to follow exactly the opposite course with children–to give them a wholesome variety of mental food, and endeavor to cultivate their tastes, rather than to fill their minds with dry facts. The important thing is not so much that every child should be taught, as that every child should be given the wish to learn. What does it matter if the pupil know a little more or a little less? A boy who leaves school knowing much, but hating his lessons, will soon have forgotten almost all he ever learned; while another who had acquired a thirst for knowledge, even if he had learned little, would soon teach himself more than the first ever knew.”
― John Lubbock, The Pleasures of Life

“The thing about perspective-changing events is that they usually don't announce themselves as such.”
― Andrea Goeglein