“For girls, chocolate fixes almost everything.”
― Trish Marie Dawson, quote from Dying to Forget
“So, there is one thing I wanted to ask you..." he smiles and laughs a little "...what gave you the idea to use yourself as a fire alarm to wake you assignment? Because that, my dear, was brilliant.”
― Trish Marie Dawson, quote from Dying to Forget
“Come on Piper, it’s just one drink. Tomorrow’s your birthday, after all.”
― Trish Marie Dawson, quote from Dying to Forget
“FIRE! FIRE! FIRE! THERE’S A FIRE! GET UP!”
― Trish Marie Dawson, quote from Dying to Forget
“So, there is one thing I wanted to ask you..." he smiles and laughs a little "...what gave you the idea to use yourself as a fire alarm to wake you assignment? Barbecue that, my dear, was brilliant.”
― Trish Marie Dawson, quote from Dying to Forget
“Sometimes things go wrong. You need to accept that. You need to know that you will be okay. You’re amazing and you can have an amazing life if you choose to live it.”
― Trish Marie Dawson, quote from Dying to Forget
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“I saw, in gradual vision through my tears,
The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years,
Those of my own life, who by turns had flung
A shadow across me.”
― Elizabeth Barrett Browning, quote from Sonnets from the Portuguese
“Her heart beat hard in her chest, until she felt the echo of its pounding in every part of her.”
― Lisa Kleypas, quote from Because You're Mine
“isn’t as important to feel great about all the things we do,” I say softly. “But how we feel toward the end when we look back at everything we’ve done.”
― Jessica Sorensen, quote from The Forever of Ella and Micha
“And that’s how it was. We walked the same way, no more running, no more fear, no more secrets. Just me and her, in sync and together, even though we came from two separate sides of the spectrum. I was her perfect future and she was my perfect love and that was how every good love song should end.
So it ends....at least for now.”
― Jay Crownover, quote from Jet
“But that’s not what I’m trying to tell you,” Violet said, her eyes taking on a slightly determined expression. “What I’m trying to say is that when you were born, and they put you into my arms—it’s strange, because for some reason I was so convinced you would look just like your father. I thought for certain I would look down and see his face, and it would be some sort of sign from heaven.”
Hyacinth’s breath caught as she watched her, and she wondered why her mother had never told her this story. And why she’d never asked.
“But you didn’t,” Violet continued. “You looked rather like me. And then—oh my, I remember this as if it were yesterday—you looked into my eyes, and you blinked. Twice.”
“Twice?” Hyacinth echoed, wondering why this was important.
“Twice.” Violet looked at her, her lips curving into a funny little smile. “I only remember it because you looked so deliberate. It was the strangest thing. You gave me a look as if to say, ‘I know exactly what I’m doing.’ ”
A little burst of air rushed past Hyacinth’s lips, and she realized it was a laugh. A small one, the kind that takes a body by surprise.
“And then you let out a wail,” Violet said, shaking her head. “My heavens, I thought you were going to shake the paint right off the walls. And I smiled. It was the first time since your father died that I smiled.”
Violet took a breath, then reached for her tea. Hyacinth watched as her mother composed herself, wanting desperately to ask her to continue, but somehow knowing the moment called for silence.
For a full minute Hyacinth waited, and then finally her mother said, softly, “And from that moment on, you were so dear to me. I love all my children, but you…” She looked up, her eyes catching Hyacinth’s. “You saved me.”
Something squeezed in Hyacinth’s chest. She couldn’t quite move, couldn’t quite breathe. She could only watch her mother’s face, listen to her words, and be so very, very grateful that she’d been lucky enough to be her child.
“In some ways I was a little too protective of you,” Violet said, her lips forming the tiniest of smiles, “and at the same time too lenient. You were so exuberant, so completely sure of who you were and how you fit into the world around you. You were a force of nature, and I didn’t want to clip your wings.”
“Thank you,” Hyacinth whispered, but the words were so soft, she wasn’t even sure she’d said them aloud.”
― Julia Quinn, quote from It's in His Kiss
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