“Worry does not empty tomorrow if it‘s sorrow, but empties today of it‘s strength.”
“Worry does not empty tomorrow if it‘s sorrow, but empties today of it‘s strength.”
“It occurs to me then that perhaps getting my little sister drunk and explaining why I screw boys is not the most responsible move on my part.”
“It [is] possible to be strong and yielding at the same time.”
“ I want to thank you- for everything.” I squeezed his fingers, my own stuff and aching from the cold. “Célie was right. I don‘t deserve you. I made a real mess of your life when I came into it.” His other hand came down on top of mine. Warm and steady. To my surprise he smiled. “I‘m glad you did.
3 stars. The rest of the series is better.
“-Some people have to practice forgiveness and will never be naturals. They‘ll either do the work and get awesome at it but always have to think it over- or never do the work and die with a sack of hurts the size of an elephant. I know, because I‘m in danger of being one of those people whenever I stop paying attention.”
“It‘s not romantic to die together because that‘s the only option,” he said quietly, “ that‘s sad. You don‘t give up- ever. You figure shit out. You fight. Or you take a step away and come back at it when you‘re ready to, but you don‘t roll over and die. So no, it‘s not romantic, it‘s just sad. That‘s the end of it.”
“Fear doesn‘t mean your a coward, love. Nay, in my mind it means you are mortal. Only a fool puts caution aside.”
“Maybe she just wants someone. Period. Maybe she didn‘t want someone to take care of her. She wanted someone to be here with her.”
“Mo chroí,” she whispered. “You called me your heart.”
“When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.”
I read this earlier this year. I remember liking it, and that it was an easy read, but that‘s all I remember about it.
Solid 4 stars. The end made me want to throw up. Super rough read, should not be marketed toward Ya.