She said that people complain when there is too much sun and it gets unbearably hot, and also when it rains too much or when it’s cold. But, she said, no one grumbles when the moon shines. Everyone becomes happy and appreciates the moon in their own special way. Children watch their shadows and play in its light, people gather at the square to tell stories and dance through the night. A lot of happy things happen when the moon shines. These are some of the reasons why we should want to be like the moon.
Ishmalel Beah, A Long Way Gone
Every morning you need to get up, look in the mirror, and say to yourself, “I am a babe.”
Your heart just breaks, that’s all. But you can’t judge or point fingers. You just have to be lucky enough to find someone who appreciates you.
She turned to me and whispered, don’t you just love it when you get so excited you forget to breathe? And the thought of her smiling eyes still makes me laugh.
Brian Andreas, Smiling Eyes
To everyone in the whole world, please talk to each other. Talk to each other and forgive each other the small things. Then talk to each other some more and forgive each other the big things. When you are lost or angry or scared, put your hand on your chest and be still so you can feel your heartbeat. That’s your body, your heart, telling you that you are meant to live and live and live. So do it. Live and live and live. Life is, and ever shall be, worth the hard parts.
I think it would be well, and proper, and obedient, and pure, to grasp your one necessity and not let it go.
Annie Dillard, Living Like Weasels
It is not everyone,” said Elinor, “who has your passion for dead leaves.
Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility
If we have not hearts, we have eyes; and they give us torment though.
Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
Laugh as much as you choose, but you will not laugh me out of my opinion.
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
Personal size and mental sorrow have certainly no necessary proportions. A large bulky figure has as good a right to be in deep affliction as the most graceful set of limbs in the world.
Jane Austen, Persuasion