Ben Sherwood · 273 pages
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“That's death and life, you see. We all shine on. You just have to release your hearts, alert your senses, and pay attention. A leaf, a star, a song, a laugh. Notice all the little things, because somebody is reaching out to you. Qualcuno ti ama. Somebody loves you.”
“Trust your heart if the seas catch fire and live by love though the stars walk backwards.”
“Most of all, I miss that feeling when you go to sleep at night and when you wake up in the morning. It's that feeling that everything is all rightin the world. You know, that amazing feeling that you're whole, that you've got everything you want, that you aren't missing anything. Sometimes when I wake up, I get it for just a moment. It lasts a few seconds, but then I remember what happened, and how nothing has been the same since”
“We all shine on in the moon and the stars and the sun.”
“There's a reason for everything, you said, and though it's a mystery to me now, I know it won't always be so.”
“That is the inescapable math of tragedy and the multiplication of grief. Too many good people die a little when they lose someone they love. One death begets two or twenty or one hundred. It's the same all over the world.”
“A time for every occupation under heaven. A time for giving birth, a time for dying; a time for planting, a time for uprooting what has been planted; a time for tears, a time for laughter; a time for mourning, a time for dancing; a time for searching, a time for losing; a time for loving, a time for hating.”
“Nothing had changed. Everything had changed”
“And I was even beginning to think home might be with you”
“God must have had a reason”
“Charlie says kissing is like baseball without the bat," Sam said.
"I think it's more like fotball without the pads," Tess laughed. "You ever kiss a girl?"
"Nah" Sam said. "Tried once, but Stacie Bing popped me in the nose and knocked me out. I woke up in the principal's office."
“Trust your heart if the sea catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backwards.
-I feel like, Charlie the main character can only communicate his bother who past away through nature and that he needs to move on and find love evn if his brother is not there physically.”
“And just as he done for thriteen years, he forced his mind to ignore the hurt”
“For the first time in forever, he'll wake up to a new beagle's bark every motning, with a feeling that the world is all right and everyone he cares about is safe and sound”
“Now turn the page, come along on the ride, and let me tell you about the death and life of Charlie St. Cloud.”
“...Charlie still smiled at the urn above the cash register with a gold plaque that said: ASHES OF PROBLEM CUSTOMERS.”
“And live by love though the stars walk backward”
“These were her rituals, the rutines that made her feel alive and connected. Without them, where would she be? Lost”
“That's the inescapable math of tragedy and the multiplication of grief”
“That's the death and life, you see. We all shine on. You just have to release your heart, alert you senses, and pay attention”
“Notice the little things, because somebody is reaching out to you”
“When that day come, we'll be waiting. Waiting for Charlie St. Cloud to come home to us. Until then we offer these parting words... May he live in peace”
“Sai, dove è scritto che per tutto c'è il suo tempo, c'è il suo momento per ogni cosa sotto il cielo. Un tempo per piangere e un tempo per ridere, un tempo per amare e un tempo per odiare, un tempo per cercare e un tempo per perdere" S'interruppe."Fidati, Charlie. La Bibbia per ogni si sbaglia. Nella vita di un uomo non c'è tempo per ogni cosa. Non c'è una stagione per ogni attività."( Ho sognato di te )”
“...Fidati del tuo cuore
se il mare prende fuoco
e vivi con amore
anche se le stelle muteranno il loro corso..." ( Ho sognato di te )”
“Now turn the page, come along on the ride, and let me tell you about the death and life of Charlie St. Cloud”
“Being strong means allowing yourself to cry over the things you can’t change; laugh when things are funny; smile when you’re happy. It means understanding where your breaking point is, and yet, going further and still remaining whole.”
“I realized I had let my own incapacity to recover from my past shrink my world so that it was big enough for only me. It was hitting me now, really for the first time, how being fucked up can turn into a form of narcissism. So that I barely acknowledged that others might need something from me.”
“Who needs a blue sky when he's unhappy? Robert was right. The sky whether grey or blue, is cold and unemotional, and ultimately even the sun is only a fireball that, unaffected by everything going on here below on Earth, simply spews in masses of magma into space.”
“And that discovery would betray the closely guarded secret of modern culture to the laughter of the world. For we moderns have nothing of our own. We only become worth notice by filling ourselves to overflowing with foreign customs, arts, philosophies, religions and sciences: we are wandering encyclopaedias, as an ancient Greek who had strayed into our time would probably call us. But the only value of an encyclopaedia lies in the inside, in the contents, not in what is written outside, in the binding or the wrapper. And so the whole of modern culture is essentially internal; the bookbinder prints something like this on the cover: “Manual of internal culture for external barbarians.” The opposition of inner and outer makes the outer side still more barbarous, as it would naturally be, when the outward growth of a rude people merely developed its primitive inner needs. For what means has nature of repressing too great a luxuriance from without? Only one,—to be affected by it as little as possible, to set it aside and stamp it out at the first opportunity. And so we have the custom of no longer taking real things seriously, we get the feeble personality on which the real and the permanent make so little impression. Men become at last more careless and accommodating in external matters, and the [Pg 34] considerable cleft between substance and form is widened; until they have no longer any feeling for barbarism, if only their memories be kept continually titillated, and there flow a constant stream of new things to be known, that can be neatly packed up in the cupboards of their memory.”
“Do you even know what pain feels like, Hemy?” Her jaw clenches as I stare at her. “Well, do you? Do you even feel pain?” “Oh, I feel it alright. That burning sensation deep down inside that feels as if my heart is dying, being crushed.” I look up from the ground and right into her eyes. “I felt it the minute you walked out my damn door.”
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