She let her mind tailor a seam across the hem of her life as he sold her a fantasy, offeredher a charkha on which to weave hope. You have done well not to bend to the burden of your fears because it can splinter dreams,said the man called Rodrigo. They Whisper in my Blood
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Quote:- she lived with hurricane eyes and fell in love with the way the waves collapsed against her cheeks.
Author:- Christopher Poindexter
Category:- poetry
Quote:- She may think she doesn't need anyone, but why fight through life alone when you can have backup.
Reckoning
Author:- Jessica Ruben
Category:- Love
Quote:- She measured time in pages. Half an hour, to her, meant ten pages read, or fourteen, depending on the size of the type, and when you think of time in this way there isn’t time for anything else.
Swing Time
Author:- Zadie Smith
Category:- time
Quote:- She mourns for the future, as the past has taught her. And yet there is a rejoicing in her, persistent and unbidden as the beating of her heart.
The Memory of Old Jack
Author:- Wendell Berry
Category:- hope
Quote:- She needed Andrew Simpson Smith, it was that simple. And he had spent his life training to help people like her. Gods. "Okay, Andrew. But let's leave today. I'm in a hurry.""Of course. Today." He stroked the place where his slight beard was beginning to grow. "These ruins where your friends are waiting? Where are they?"Tally glances up at the sun, still low enough to indicate the eastern horizon. After a moment's calculation, she pointed off to the northwest, back toward the city and beyond that, the Rusty Ruins. "About a week's walk that way." "A week?""That means seven days.""Yes, I know the gods' calendar," he said huffily. "But a whole week?""Yeah. That's not so far, is it?" The hunters had been tireless on their march the night before. He shook his head, an awed expression on his face. "But that is beyond the edge of the world.
Pretties
Author:- Scott Westerfeld
Category:- time
Quote:- She needed the chaos within her in order to discover the extraordinary no man could ever reach.
Author:- robert m drake
Category:- hope,poetry,Relationships,best
Quote:- She needed the stimulus of an occupation which would take her out of herself.
There Is Confusion
Author:- Jessie Redmon Fauset
Category:- motivational
Quote:- She needs to know she wasn’t weak. She needs to know she was strong enough to survive and they didn’t because she was strong enough to hold on until help could arrive. It will help her heal.
Truth Kills
Author:- Lacey Dancer
Category:- hope
Quote:- She needs you to help her calm herself, and one important aspect of that is giving her space and time.
Raising a Secure Child: How Circle of Security Parenting Can Help You Nurture Your Child's Attachment, Emotional Resilience, and Freedom to Explore
Author:- Kent Hoffman
Category:- time
Quote:- She never got a chance to fall out of love, to do it properly, slowly and thoroughly, and the result was he was like a phantom limb. Gone but still there. And like a true phantom limb, the preponderance of feelings associated with him were painful.
Author:- Sarah Dunn
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- She no longer had the desire to bend herself into the frame of photographs where she was unwelcome
All Along You Were Blooming: Thoughts for Boundless Living
Author:- Morgan Harper Nichols
Category:- poetry
Quote:- She noted, more than once, that the meteor shower was happening, beyond the overcast sky, even if we could not see it. Who cares if she can kiss? She can see through the clouds.
Turtles All the Way Down
Author:- John Green
Category:- science
Quote:- She owned who she was and accepted it. Then she went on and conquered the world.
Author:- Starlight (Aurora)
Category:- best
Quote:- She preferred imaginary heroes to real ones, because when tired of them, the former could be shut up in the tin kitchen till called for, and the latter were less manageable.
Little Women
Author:- Louisa May Alcott
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- She preferred the quiet solitary atmosphere, to create in her own world of paint and colour, the thrill of anticipating how her works would turn out as she eyed the blank sheets of paper or canvas before starting her next masterpiece. How satisfying it was to mess around in paint gear, without having to worry about spills, starch or frills, that was the life!
Brushstrokes of a Gadfly,
Author:- E.A. Bucchianeri
Category:- inspiration
Quote:- She re-read his email four times, feeling offended and breathless, like he had casually grabbed her head and stuffed it into a pile of wet leaves.
The Ghost Downstairs
Author:- Molly Ringle
Category:- Relationships