Ellen Everett Quotes

If you're looking for forever, I'll take the batteries out of my clocks. So that we'll be stuck inside this moment, as if time had really stopped. I would tell you I love you every second, except here, seconds do not exist. So I'll say I love you with each breath, with each smile, with each kiss. And when I die, you can crank your watch, restart your clocks, begin the time. And know that we were infinite in the moment that you were mine.

let us live like flowers wild and beautiful and drenched in sun

the audacity people have to tell you they love you while knowing it is only their brain speaking and not their heart

you are who your friends are so i surrounded myself with wildflowers

writing is about shedding your shield and allowing yourself to be vulnerable it is about forcing yourself to confront your demons and to let yourself feel -this is also what healing is about

i let the sun give me freckles so i could share a piece of sunshine with someone in the dark

i want to believe those three little words but i cannot because i feel alone even when you are beside me

there is no shame in emotion even the earth cries so its flowers can grow

being brave does not mean that you live unafraid but rather that you continue to speak even when your voice is shaking

until the oceans dry up, and the evergreens lose their color until the sun forgets to shine, and the birds can't remember how to sing until the world isn't round, and all of the stars fall out of the sky i will love you

i hope that you never know what it feels like to brush your teeth with the bathroom lights off because the reflection in the mirror deems itself unworthy to be seen

my heart is either waning or waxing and i am tired of waiting for it to be full

thank you for teaching me to love myself i had to when i realized that you didn't

speak only words as sweet as the honeysuckles and you will always be surrounded by pleasant company

years ago i remember praying for you to change today i thank God for saying no and for deciding to change me instead

you drink nectar with the hummingbirds but prey with the vultures and you wonder why you cannot be trusted -you are who you are with

laughter is the music in a world full of too much silence and the silence in a world full of too much noise

be a light that doesn't cast shadows on anyone have a smile that shines for everyone and create a happiness that can be taken by no one

radiate so much positivity that the sun rises each morning to compete with your light

poetry is the music for those who cannot sing

oh how difficult it is to balance celebrating and mourning the time you had with someone

and again i go to bed early because it hurts too much to stay awake and think about how you aren't here the only place i can be with you is in my dreams

if i become anything in my lifetime let it be the wind what a wondrous thing to be felt without being seen

are you okay they ask i respond as quickly as i can so they will not notice the earthquakes in my voice or the tsunamis in my eyes or the drought in my heart

even if i am stripped of everything i will not be nothing

we are all flowers underneath the same sun we bloom in an array of colors. shapes. sizes. -this is what makes the garden so beautiful

what hurts the most is seeing the girls you choose after me beside you for other reasons than loving your heart

am leaving my mistakes behind me as shadows of who i was but not of who i will become that is the beautiful thing about shadows they will always fall behind you when you face the sun and to the sun i am running

if you cannot tell already, i love flowers. for me, they have always been a message of positivity. what appears to be such a fragile little thing has the strength to withstand so much. through wind, rain, and storms, they are still able to grow and thrive as something beautiful. and so can we, even when the odds are against us. remember this as you go through your days.

time doesn't wait on us; it doesn't pause for us to play. it doesn't stop for us to complete our dreams; it moves forward either way. it doesn't press rewind; a moment passed is a moment lost. if you didn't speak your heart, then regret will be the cost. time goes on forever, but our time will surely end. if you don't make the most of the time you have, then time is not your friend.

his eyes are mirrors that reflect the sunbeams in his heart

i hope that you never tell yourself that you must slip off your dress to feel loved or to be beautiful or to have worth because your beauty is not skin-deep— it is much more than that and one day someone will fall in love with your laughter and with the way their universe stands still when you breathe

I don’t know how to ask this,” Everett began. “You and Mr. Bradley…you’re not…” He gestured helplessly with his left hand. “I mean, there’s not, uh, something…is there?” After a bewildered moment Ellen’s eyes widened. “Oh, no! Not—not at all.” Everett’s breath hitched. “I thought—I thought perhaps there was. That’s why I hesitated…but if there isn’t…then I got the right color.” He studied his crimson bouquet, spinning it slowly in a mesmerizing circle. Ellen gulped. Everett looked up, walked forward, and glanced down at his roses, then held them out to her and recaptured her gaze. “I remember you said you liked roses. I think you said white roses, but they don’t have the right meaning.” He smiled sheepishly. Ellen’s eyes dropped. She reached out a shaky hand and clasped the firm, cool, de-thorned stems. “You…do understand me then?” he asked. “Perfectly.” Ellen burst into tears.

we are afraid to wander outside of our comfort zones but if we do not open our shells how are we supposed to find our pearls

my heart is either waning or waxing and i am tired of waiting for it to be full how

today is a beautiful day to wake up and love yourself

when i am broken-hearted i think about my Jesus— a crown of thorns. His back torn. nails piercing His hands and feet. Him watching as His loved ones weep. His blood trickling. His breath faltering. a cross standing. a body hanging. a man dying. a God saving. when i am broken-hearted i think about my Jesus— and i remember that my Jesus was thinking about me -and He still is

do not open your heart to negativity do not let thorns take up space where your flowers could grow

What?! Oh, Ellen, so the rumors are true! She’s married to Everett Shepherd! Why, I could wring his scrawny neck! I knew he was trouble. All men are! That cheating, no-good liar, cad, and—” “Please, Frances, I appreciate your taking up for me, but cursing him won’t help me. I’ve had a lot of time to ponder it, and I don’t think he’s worthy of that much censure. You see, he had been engaged to Leona Bingham for years, and it might have gone a little stale. He was attracted to me at first, but he stuck by Leona, as he ought to do. Men get tempted, but what really matters is what they do in the end.” Frances looked up at her, eyes and brows narrowed into a legible V. “Yep, you’re hurt. Girls like you, when they get hurt, they always defend the fella.