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“Don't let the fear of losing them keep you from loving them.”
― Nicole Williams, Crash

“trust was as painful as love”
― Nicole Williams

“I will feel no guilt on shutting my door to those who didn't listen.”
― Stefan Molyneux

“I’m passing the bar
Where you first got in my car
I’m not ashamed to admit
That it’s you I won’t forget

I saved your cigarettes and
Bad habits I regret
But the hours flew by like clouds
Whenever I had you around

Parachute lover
Take me away
From the plane that went crashing
And the earth that’s in flames

Saving you is saving me
High above the redwood trees
But down below I see shadows
And parachute debris

We're drifting like children
Along for the ride
Each time we find love
Another parachute arrives

Our madness will burn
As bright as the sun
And I’ll keep finding lovers
But you were the one”
― Crystal Woods, Write like no one is reading 3

“There's a difference between driving and texting. When your driving your eyes have to be open and on the road watching the cars around you, road signs, and traffic lights. Along with your mind on the road and destination. Which means you are multitasking. When your texting your eyes are on your cell phone screen and key pad. Along with your mind on what your going to say next. So how can you do both? Please stop!”
― Jonathan Anthony Burkett, Neglected But Undefeated: The Life Of A Boy Who Never Knew A Mother's Love

“You're a rotten driver," I protested. "Either you ought to be more careful, or you oughtn't drive at all."
"I am careful."
"No you're not."
"Well, other people are," she said lightly.
"What's that got to do with it?"
"They'll keep out of my way," she insisted. "It takes two to make an accident.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

“Why are you so infuriatingly blind? Everything I do-every damn word I say-is with you in mind." -Crash”
― T.L. Shreffler, Ferran's Map

“We all have demons, Crash," she said quietly. "But you don't have to let them define you.”
― T.L. Shreffler, Ferran's Map

“Tonight I crash an airship. On purpose.”
― Gail Carriger, Manners & Mutiny

“When you put fear behind the wheel, you're bound to crash, but when you drive in faith the ride will be rough, but preceding into a journey of your lifetime.”
― Anthony Liccione

“She got on a plane to see a client in California and somewhere over Colorado, the pilot somehow missed the sky.”
― Jonathan Tropper, How to Talk to a Widower

“The assassin nodded. His eyes glinted in amusement, holding her gaze for a moment too long. And perhaps she saw his expression soften...but she didn't want to read too much into it. She gave him a little wave and turned to leave, her heart pounding strangely in her chest. She remembered the brush of his strong calloused hands, his long nimble fingers, and his arms trapping her against the railing, She thought of his full attention upon her, observing each small movement, every flaw and breath.

Tomorrow they would train again. Her stomach tightened at the thought. She hoped he didn't notice her response to his touch-but deep down inside, she knew he saw everything.”
― T.L. Shreffler, Ferran's Map

“I’ve heard that when you’re in a life-or-death situation, like a car accident or a gunfight, all your senses shoot up to almost superhuman level, everything slows down, and you’re hyper-aware of what’s happening around you.
As the shuttle careens toward the earth, the exact opposite is true for me.
Everything silences, even the screams and shouts from the people on the other side of the metal door, the crashes that I pray aren’t bodies, the hissing of rockets, Elder’s cursing, my pounding heartbeat.
I feel nothing—not the seat belt biting into my flesh, not my clenching jaw, nothing. My whole body is numb.
Scent and taste disappear.
The only thing about my body that works is my eyes,and they are filled with the image before them. The ground seems to leap up at us as we hurtle toward it. Through the blurry image of the world below us, I see the outline of land—a continent. And at once, my heart lurches with the desire to know this world, to make it our home. My eyes drink up the image of the planet—and my stomach sinks with the knowledge that this is a coastline I’ve never seen before. I could spin a globe of Earth around and still be able to recognize the way Spain and Portugal reach into the Atlantic, the curve of the Gulf of Mexico, the pointy end of India. But this continent—it dips and curves in ways I don’t recognize, swirls into an unknown sea, creating peninsulas in shapes I do not know, scattering out islands in a pattern I cannot connect.
And it’s not until I see this that I realize: this world may one day become our home,but it will never be the home I left behind.”
― Beth Revis, Shades of Earth

“Some days we make mistakes,â€� she said gently. “We feel like we take a
step backward, or even worse, like we aren’t true to ourselves. Sometimes, our lives change dramatically
and yet we still feel stuck in the same place. But every day, we have the chance to start anew. � She
reached out and touched his jaw. “We're all headed somewhere, and with each new day, we get a little
better and a little wiser. You showed me that. You're not going to lose yourself, Crash...and you're not
going to lose me, either.”
― T.L. Shreffler, Ferran's Map

“Who else had ever met the business-end of a bolt of lightning in mid-flight, as he had just now, flying blind through a storm, lost a wing, managed to come down still alive even if it is on a wooded mountainside, to cut the contact at the moment of crashing so that he wasn't roasted alive, and crawl out with just a wrenched shoulder and a lot of cuts and bruises? He couldn't bail out because he was flying too low, hoping for a break through the clouds through which to spot something flat enough to come down on; he doesn't like bailing out anyway, hates to throw away a good plane. ("Jane Brown's Body")”
― Cornell Woolrich, The Fantastic Stories of Cornell Woolrich

“Crash studied her. Sometimes he seemed to understand her silence better than her words.”
― T.L. Shreffler, Ferran's Map

“The terrifying fear of a crash had triggered the fight-or-flight response in the child, making him burn a mule, but only he knew about it—thanks to his tight and reliable underpants.”
― Pawan Mishra, Coinman: An Untold Conspiracy

“¿Son iguales ante la ley dos fulanos que no pueden pagarse el mismo bufete de abogados? ¿Son iguales ante el mercado laboral dos trabajadores que provienen de sistemas educativos diametralmente opuestos? ¿Son iguales ante el doctor los enfermos independientemente del Centro de Salud del que provengan? ¿Si todos tenemos las mismas oportunidades, cómo es que los hijos de los ricos siguen siendo ricos? ¿Cómo es que todos los ciudadanos sueñan con llegar lejos en esta vida si luego lo cierto es que la fama y el poder son inalcanzables para la práctica totalidad de las personas de este mundo? ¿Cabe entonces hablar del sueño americano? ¿Tiene algún sentido hablar de igualdad de oportunidades cuando el dinero domina nuestras vidas y el dinero se hereda? ¿Puedes soñar con salir de la miseria mientras los bancos te cobran intereses por tus deudas y les pagan réditos a tus jefes por sus depósitos? ¿Estás tú remunerando a tu banco y alimentando a un empresario? ¿Y cómo has hecho para meterte en semejante estafa?”
― Emilio Bueso, Cenital

“bright blue flash of lightning enveloped Nathaniel’s field of view, just as the pod struck the ground with a deafening crunch, slamming his body forward and ripping away the protective restraints that previously held him in place. Covered in blood, Nathaniel fell from the now-open door of the pod, cradling the back of his head with both hands.”
― Jonathan Marker, SPYDER SYLK

“—Espero que les guste —dijo papá mientras colocaba la Piccata de pollo delante de Jude. Mirando hacia mí, con sus ojos llenos de intención, Jude respondióâ€�: Ya lo hace.”
― Nicole Williams, Crash

“Abruptly the wind shifted, and his head snapped up. A scream pierced the air. It skittered across his skin and reverberated through his bones. He shivered. Suddenly, he felt as though a large hand was squeezing his stomach, tighter and tighter, making it impossible to breathe. Danger. Uncertainty. Fear...?
Sora!
That scream, that pitch, the direction it came from.... Crash found himself running across the ship, bounding toward the docks.
Sweet Goddess—no!”
― T.L. Shreffler

“A crow hovered above him, drifting in the rain like a strange banner. Swaying from side to side, bent almost double, Sora still thought he was the most beautiful sight in the world.”
― Viper's Creed - T.L. Shreffler

“Do you trust me?â€� he said against her temple as he brushed her hair back.

She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. “Yes,� she said.

“I'll be gone in the morning.�

“I know.�

“Don't give up on me, Sora,� he said. “Don't be afraid.�

She opened her eyes and saw him clearly. “I'm not afraid,� she replied.

Then, “Will you return to me?�

He didn't answer with words, but with his hands, his lips, every place their skin touched.”
― T.L. Shreffler's

“Do you trust me?â€� he said against her temple as he brushed her hair back.

She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. “Yes,� she said.

“I'll be gone in the morning.�

“I know.�

“Don't give up on me, Sora,� he said. “Don't be afraid.�

She opened her eyes and saw him clearly. “I'm not afraid,� she replied.

- Ferran's Map”
― T.L. Shreffler's