Eb Dawson Quotes

You will never overcome yourself if you always excuse yourself.

I used to think I was the broken one and that the world owed me something because it was whole. But everybody’s broken, Druce. And they make everything so complicated.

I saw disillusionment. I saw pain, bitterness, anger--all things I understood very well. But then I saw what was underneath all that. Those were just layers; they weren't the heart of who you are.

How we fight is just as important as what we're fighting for.

Do you know why you have this crew, Druce? Do you know why we’re all here? It’s not because you always choose to look out for number one, and insulate yourself from the difficult decisions. It’s the opposite. You have never backed down from doing what’s right, no matter what the cost. And you can’t back down now just because it cost you more than you thought.

I know who you are, Miss Robson. And I know the terror you will unleash if I don't stop you. I have spent my whole life preparing for you.' 'You're not making any sense.' 'That's because you don't know everything yet. And even though it's tempting for me to justify myself...I will risk being misunderstood. Because I have this opportunity to stop it all before it begins.

The choices people make have consequences, some tangible, some intangible. Just because we can't see them, doesn't mean they aren't real.

Most people choose obstacles they can handle and they steer their lives around everything else. You could probably do that if you wanted to, but it would turn you into a very different person. Life never gets easier…people choose the easy way out.

To the left was the earth, hanging on a whisper. Even though the blue was being swallowed up and the green had long faded to congested brown and gray, the whisper spoke of foaming seas under a salty breeze, long crispy stalks of bamboo swaying to the rhythm of an invisible heartbeat. And beyond that heartbeat—beyond the mold that had crept up to choke that heartbeat swirled a desperate black stillness, pierced by diamond daggers and a frothing star called the sun.

Most people don’t understand how interconnected knowledge is with experience, emotion, and time. The truth is not always beneficial if it is wielded like a weapon.

Her thoughts ran free like the tangled vines that grew in all directions—demanding anarchy from everything they touched.

The wild jungle around her was not silent. The wind rustled the trees as if it wanted to speak to her. Birds called back and forth from the canopy…why did everything feel so right here in this dream world?

If this place was the source of her insanity it occurred to her that it might also be the only cure.

I felt kind of bad for them. They didn’t know what they were getting into. If you’re going to put a bounty on my head, you’d better put a warning label with it. Anything less is irresponsible.

Every other detail of the room was equally as extravagant, including the carefully selected guest list. Men and women in brilliant gowns and crisp tuxedos milled about indolently as if they expected to be preserved in amber and put in a museum for the edification of future generations.

Back in the days when she was commander of the station, she had longed for the pull of real gravity, the kiss of the wind, and the tickle of the sun. She never would have guessed then that she’d be so eager to launch into space again.

They had slid in between half a dozen asteroids before they reached their intended target—a monstrous rock that must be a mile in diameter. And there, sprawled upon its back was a series of orange and gray structures, oddly uniform in their eclectic nature.

The fire from last night had suffered a slow death, leaving its memory behind in a delicate dance of mute smoke.

Her heart thudded dully against the barrel of her hollow chest, sending an eerie drumbeat, as lifeless as it was regular, through the subconscious of the jungle. In response, the jungle wept slick, muddy tears.

We don’t have nightmares, Fin. We live them. They just become more vivid at night. Ask Bailey. Ask her if she doesn’t see the ghosts hiding around corners every day.

I think you thrive on the tip of the knife. At the edge of chaos. You process chaos very well, but that makes you a bit chaotic. And most people are intimidated by that.

I’ve met women who put on a tough front to try and prove something. Anissa’s not one of them. She doesn’t even know she’s tough. She takes pain because she thinks it’s her responsibility.

Cries and gasps went up around the room. Logan’s heart seemed to explode in her chest, and moisture sprang to her eyes, threatening to drown her from the inside out. But her training kicked in. She sat rigid as a statue. The only sign that her world had just been ripped apart was the slight tremor in her hand.

Something struck the surface of the planet behind them, knocking them all off their feet. A ghastly shriek pierced the thin atmosphere, sending an unfamiliar dread to the very core of Logan’s being. She scrambled to her feet alongside the others and resumed running.

There might be peace in the jungle, but it was a rare, vicious peace--accustomed to pain and death.

The incessant chirping of the frogs and cicadas coaxed her heartbeat down from its frenzy. The darkness here did not tell secrets.

I know that you were trained to analyze date, file it, categorize it, and make decisions...but people can't be put in a box. Sometimes there are bad things in a relationship--that doesn't mean the relationship is bad.

Everything that comes out of your mouth reveals something about yourself. Many use sarcasm as a coping mechanism, but it reveals your weakness to others.

I would never let it happen," Druce said. "And if you really are trapped inside your own mind, fabricating some sort of reality, then you have to trust me all the more. Because I am the one who will fight hardest for you when you cannot fight for yourself.

I know he's real," Tala replied. "How?" "Because we need him so very much. If the light did not exist, we would be accustomed to darkness.