Nora Raleigh Baskin Quotes

Romance goes like this: Boy gets girl. Boy loses girl. Boy gets girl again. The end. It can't be any other way.

When I write, I can be heard. And known. But nobody has to look at me. Nobody has to see me at all.

All we are, all we can be, are the stories we tell," he says, and he is talking as if he is talking only to me. "Long after we are gone, our words will be all that is left, and who is to say what really happened or even what reality is? Our stories, our fiction, our words will be as close to truth as can be. And no one can take that away from you.

Why do people want everyone to act just like they do? Talk like they do. Look like they do. Act like they do. And if you don't— If you don't, people make the assumption that you do not FEEL what they feel. And then they make the assumption— That you must not feel anything at all.

Courage is contagious: When one person of courage stands up, others are affected and stand up with him

And what people see the most is his silence, because some kinds of silence is actually visible.

Sometimes there is nothing to hold me together.

But really, if you ask me, there is only one kid of plot. One. Stuff happens. That's it.

There are many, many different worlds to live in. And sometimes there is no connection from one to another.

It occurred to me that a lot of beauty has to do with believing it yourself. That half of what we see is just the way it is presented.

Know how to live with the time that is given you.

Because it was a selfish prayer, and selfish prayers don't get answered.

It's not about what makes you feel better or worse. If it's the right thing to do and you know it, you should do it.

Anger sends out a strange energy, like a force field in a science fiction movie. It repels. It destroys.

Old elbows," she told me. "A woman's elbows always give her age away.

These were such friendly people, they didn't notice how crabby we were, and before you knew it everyone was as happy as they were.

You can not know any better and still know you don't like something" -Ruby

You know how they say there's only one thing in the universe that's constant?' Jonas started. 'Change. Change is the only constant in the universe. And left alone, all things return to chaos.

What was costly was not the shot but coming back without good pictures to choose from. The light was perfect, orange gray, casting long shadows. The city seemed to reveal more the darker it got.

Boys are not supposed to cry. Because when they do, things get worse. Then suddenly you have two problems. You have whatever it was that made you cry in the first place, and then you also have the problem that you are a boy crying. And someone is bound to let you know this is worse. So now you have two problems.

Some people, like teachers and librarians and other adults, like to say that names are not important. Like sticks and stones. But they are wrong. Every word you choose means something you think it means, and more.

I am like a leaf on a river, riding along the top of the water, not quite floating, not quite drowning. So I can't stop, and I can't control the direction I am going. I can feel the water, but I never know which way I am heading. But I might feel lucky this day and avoid the sticks and branches scratching and pulling at me.

But just because you can't see something doesn't mean it's not there. And just because you don't remember something doesn't mean you don't miss it. And just because you are used to something doesn't mean it's normal" -Ruby

Because there is a need to hear one story and to tell another.

In fact, being a unique individual is as much of a farce as trying to be like everyone else. Maybe more.

...but I think when you are trying so hard to hide your own truth, it's hard to see anyone else's." -Ruby

He says, "But, hey, wouldn't it be weird-if Bennu wakes up from the operation, and he's all tall and stuff, and then he doesn't recognize himself in the mirror?

When two people are destined in heaven to be together, they are complete, and the repairing of the world can begin

There were absolutely amazing photographs everywhere, on everyone's Facebook page and everyone's iPhone and Instagram, just floating around in cyberspace for eternity. People took hundreds and thousands of digital pictures; one or two, even twenty or a hundred, were bound to be great. All anyone had to do was click through them all and post the ones they liked, deleting the rest. But using film meant you never knew what was going to be a good picture, let alone a great one, until you were standing there looking at a contact sheet with a magnifying glass and deciding which to print. Maybe nobody cared anymore, but then again, writers probably felt the same way when word processors were invented. Anyone with a story and a keyboard could write their memoir now, write the great American novel, or tweet a 140-character trope that gets retweeted and it read by hundreds of people every hour of every day.

That's what it says in my IEP, which is more letters. More initials that define who I am.

Nothing good happens on the road after midnight. There are too many bad drivers out there.

You could do anything, anything you want with your life.

Because in the end it was just about people: mothers, fathers, friends, foes, sisters, brothers, children born and not yet born, sons, and daughters; people from all over the United States and then all over the globe, whose lives would never be the same. Because the world changed that day, slowly and then all at once.

I am like a leaf on a river, riding along the top of the water, not quite floating, not quite drowning. So I can’t stop, and I can’t control the direction I am going. I can feel the water, but I never know which way I am heading.

All we are, all we can be, are the stories we tell. Long after we are gone, our words will be all that is left, and who is to say what really happened or even what reality is? Our stories, our fiction, our words will be as close to truth as can be. And no one can take that away from you.

But now remember, my dear. Don’t try so hard. You’ll see. In life you move toward the things you like and away from what you don’t,” Gretchen said. “It’s that easy?” I asked her. Her arm was so skinny and fragile, but I could feel her weight like determination. “Yes, it’s that easy,” she said. Then she laughed. “The hard part is to just keep moving.

there were two worlds: the world within and the world without. She could exist WITHIN, she could endure, she could dream, and she could fly. The world WITHOUT, where everyone else existed

dive inside your head, where you are safe. separate yourself from the pain. inside your head you can be in control and you can bear any pain if you know it isn't going to last. the key was figuring out when it was going to end

She would take control of her dreaming and make it work for her, like a film director, creating a movie in which she was both the scriptwriter and the leading actor.

The most peaceful memory I have is of when I drown.

Everyone, it seems, wants absolution for something.

Hello there. I have been trying to lose my virginity and I picked you to do it with. Wondering what you’re doing later on this afternoon?

Love is love is truth is love.

It didn’t feel good, but on the other hand, it felt just right.