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“To encourage me is to believe in me, which gives me the power to defeat dragons.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway: Quotes, Verse, and Grumblings for Every Day of the Year

“A book about books is like a poem about poetry:

Books are knowledge, paid for, all.
Readers - horses in a stall.
Stallions should always run.
Lest they stale become, in turn.

Running waters are most clear.
In some books, you disappear 鈥�
lose yourself, and track of time.
How I wish that one was mine...

Mine, to have, to write, to read...
Mine, just like a flying steed.
Mine, forever, - to improve.
Would I then, of me, approve?

I would not, I can't... myself.
I'm but dust, swept off a shelf.
Fly, can I, just 'til I'm settled,
down, beside my flower, petalled.”
― Will Advise, Nothing is here...

“Great ideas doesn't need approvals, they need application.”
― Amit Kalantri

“It's been a harsh fight.
You've been pummeled and knocked down. Your body aches, flesh torn and bruised. Your eyes can hardly see through a stream of blood. But you are cognizant and alive; therefore, you rise from the fight.
This is life. It will test your will, your strength, and endurance. It will challenge your faith and convictions. It will scar your hopes and try your beliefs. In the end, life validates those who refuse to stay down.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes: Quotes, Thoughts, & a Little Poetry for Every Day of the Year

“My ideas will not be discussed, they will be executed.”
― Amit Kalantri

“More people would be depressed, if parents tried to please their children as frequently and as badly as children try to please their parents.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“There are no sides in suicide.”
― Anthony Liccione

“Forgiveness does not mean I approve of or condone what transpired.”
― Sharon E. Rainey, The Best Part of My Day Healing Journal

“Mother Mary wants to draft two more kids,鈥� Astrid told Sam.
鈥淥kay. Approved.鈥�
鈥淒ahra says we鈥檙e running low on kids鈥� Tylenol and kids鈥� Advil, she wants to make sure it鈥檚 okay to start giving them split adult pills.鈥�
Sam spread his hands in a helpless gesture. 鈥淲hat?鈥�
鈥淲e鈥檙e running low on kid pills, Dahra wants to split adult pills.鈥�
Sam rocked back in the leather chair designed for a grown man. 鈥淥kay. Whatever. Approved.鈥� He took a sip of water from a bottle. The wrapper on the bottle said 鈥淒asani鈥� but it was tap water. The dishes from dinner鈥攈orrible homemade split-pea soup that smelled burned, and a quarter cabbage each鈥攈ad been pushed aside onto the sideboard where in the old days the mayor of Perdido Beach had kept framed pictures of his family. It was one of the better meals Sam had had lately. The fresh cabbage tasted surprisingly good.
There was little more than smears on the plates: the era of kids not eating everything was over.
Astrid puffed out her cheeks and sighed. 鈥淜ids are asking why Lana isn鈥檛 around when they need her.鈥�
鈥淚 can only ask Lana to heal big things. I can鈥檛 demand she be around 24/7 to handle every boo-boo.鈥�
Astrid looked at the list she had compiled on her laptop. 鈥淎ctually, I think this involved a stubbed toe that 鈥榟urted.鈥欌€�
鈥淗ow much more is on the list?鈥� Sam asked.
鈥淭hree hundred and five items,鈥� Astrid said. When Sam鈥檚 face went pale, she relented. 鈥淥kay, it鈥檚 actually just thirty-two. Now, don鈥檛 you feel relieved it鈥檚 not really three hundred?鈥�
鈥淭his is crazy,鈥� Sam said.
鈥淣ext up: the Judsons and the McHanrahans are fighting because they share a dog, so both families are feeding her鈥攖hey still have a big bag of dry dog food鈥攂ut the Judsons are calling her Sweetie and the McHanrahans are calling her BooBoo.鈥�
鈥淵ou鈥檙e kidding.鈥�
鈥淚鈥檓 not kidding,鈥� Astrid said.
鈥淲hat is that noise?鈥� Sam demanded.
Astrid shrugged. 鈥淚 guess someone has their stereo cranked up.鈥�
鈥淭his is not going to work, Astrid.鈥�
鈥淭he music?鈥�
鈥淭his. This thing where every day I have a hundred stupid questions I have to decide. Like I鈥檓 everyone鈥檚 parent now. I鈥檓 sitting here listening to how little kids are complaining because their older sisters make them take a bath, and stepping into fights over who owns which Build-A-Bear outfit, and now over dog names. Dog names?鈥�
鈥淭hey鈥檙e all still just little kids,鈥� Astrid said.
鈥淪ome of these kids are developing powers that scare me,鈥� Sam grumbled. 鈥淏ut they can鈥檛 decide who gets to have which special towel? Or whether to watch The Little Mermaid or Shrek Three?鈥�
鈥淣o,鈥� Astrid said. 鈥淭hey can鈥檛. They need a parent. That鈥檚 you.”
― Michael Grant, Hunger