Have you ever had so many thoughts churning inside you that you didn’t dare let them escape in case they blew you wide open?
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| — | Ellen Hopkins, Crank |
I know you’ll think this is crazy, but all I want to do is hold you, and I think that if you’ll let me do that just for a few seconds, I can walk away, and never speak to you again.
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| — | David Guterson, Snow Falling On Cedars |
Dear God,” she prayed, “let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry…have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere - be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.
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| — | Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn |
