“People in love always tried to match the singles together, but what they didn't realize was that some people were meant to be alone. There was nothing wrong with that.”
― S.H. Kolee, quote from Fated
“...I was more than just the sum of my experiences, and I had the ability to become an active participant in life instead of just standing on the sidelines.”
― S.H. Kolee, quote from Fated
“It was worth saving up all my luck until now, because it means I get to spend the rest of my life with you.”
― S.H. Kolee, quote from Fated
“Getting out of bed in the morning was a small triumph, and making it through the day without breaking down was an accomplishment.”
― S.H. Kolee, quote from Fated
“I was messed up when it came to relationships, not happy with what I told myself I wanted, yet unwilling to take the risk for more.”
― S.H. Kolee, quote from Fated
“I’m afraid I’ll never get over him. I’m afraid that I’ll spend the rest of my life wanting someone I can’t have. I have to get over him. I need to get over him.”
― S.H. Kolee, quote from Fated
“In my heart, I knew that only the lucky found that sort of happiness. And I had always run short on luck.”
― S.H. Kolee, quote from Fated
“If there's one thing I was horrible at, it was small talk.”
― S.H. Kolee, quote from Fated
“Photography can be an intimate experience between the photographer and his subject. But there are so many ways to express the connection without a camera in the way.”
― S.H. Kolee, quote from Fated
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“I jumped then. It seemed I heard a child laugh. My imagination, of course. And then, when I should have known better, I headed for the closet and the high and narrow door at the very back end and the steep and narrow dark stairs. A million times I’d ascended these stairs. A million times in the dark, without a candle, or a flashlight. Up into the dark, eerie, gigantic attic, and only when I was there did I feel around for the place where Chris and I had hidden our candles and matches.
Still there. Time did stand still in this place. We’d had several candle holders, all of pewter with small handles to grasp. Holders we’d found in an old trunk along with boxes and boxes of short, stubby, clumsily made candles. We’d always presumed them to be homemade candles, for they had smelled so rank and old when they burned.
My breath caught! Oh! It was the same! The paper flowers still dangled down, mobiles to sway in the drafts, and the giant flowers were still on the walls. Only all the colors had faded to indistinct gray—ghost flowers. The sparkling gem centers we’d glued on had loosened, and now only a few daisies had sequins, or gleaming stones, for centers. Carrie’s purple worm was there only now he too was a nothing color. Cory’s epileptic snail didn’t appear a bright, lopsided beach ball now, it was more a tepid, half-rotten squashy orange. The BEWARE signs Chris and I had painted in red were still on the walls, and the swings still dangled down from the attic rafters. Over near the record player was the barre Chris had fashioned, then nailed to the wall so I could practice my ballet positions. Even my outgrown costumes hung limply from nails, dozens of them with matching leotards and worn out pointe shoes, all faded and dusty, rotten smelling.
As in an unhappy dream I was committed to, I drifted aimlessly toward the distant schoolroom, with the candelight flickering. Ghosts were unsettled, memories and specters followed me as things began to wake up, yawn and whisper. No, I told myself, it was only the floating panels of my long chiffon wings . . . that was all. The spotted rocking-horse loomed up, scary and threatening, and my hand rose to my throat as I held back a scream. The rusty red wagon seemed to move by unseen hands pushing it, so my eyes took flight to the blackboard where I’d printed my enigmatic farewell message to those who came in the future. How was I to know it would be me?
We lived in the attic,
Christopher, Cory, Carrie and me—
Now there are only three.
Behind the small desk that had been Cory’s I scrunched down, and tried to fit my legs under. I wanted to put myself into a deep reverie that would call up Cory’s spirit that would tell me where he lay.”
― V.C. Andrews, quote from Petals on the Wind
“The dogsman said, 'Tread lightly. Your master's in a vicious mood.' Well, that was order restored.”
― C.S. Pacat, quote from Captive Prince
“but that in case of Dr. Jekyll's "disappearance or unexplained absence for any period exceeding three calendar months," the said Edward Hyde should step into the said Henry Jekyll's shoes without further delay and free from any burthen or obligation beyond the payment of a few small sums to the members of the doctor's household”
― Robert Louis Stevenson, quote from The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde and Other Tales of Terror
“Wizards and computers get along about as well as flamethrowers and libraries.”
― Jim Butcher, quote from Changes
“You have never been poor, and never known what ambition is.”
― Oscar Wilde, quote from An Ideal Husband
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