Oliver Quotes

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Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
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Mary Oliver
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I love you. Remember. They cannot take it
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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You can't be happy unless you're unhappy sometimes".
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.
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Mary Oliver
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There are books of which the backs and covers are by far the best parts.
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Charles Dickens (Oliver Twist)
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So many things become beautiful when you really look.
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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I'd rather die my way than live yours.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.
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Mary Oliver
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I guess that's what saying good-bye is always like--like jumping off an edge. The worst part is making the choice to do it. Once you're in the air, there's nothing you can do but let go.
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing, as though I had wings.
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Mary Oliver (Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays)
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Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.
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Oliver Goldsmith (The Citizen of the World, Or, Letters from a Chinese Philosopher, Residing in London, to His Friends in the Country, by Dr. Goldsmith (Vol. 1 of 2))
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Love: It will kill you and save you, both
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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to live in this world you must be able to do three things to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go
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Mary Oliver (New and Selected Poems, Volume One)
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Every act of perception, is to some degree an act of creation, and every act of memory is to some degree an act of imagination.
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Oliver Sacks (Musicophilia: La musique, le cerveau et nous)
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Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there's a tomorrow. Maybe for you there's one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through you fingers. So much time you can waste it. But for some of us there's only today. And the truth is, you never really know.
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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It's so strange how life works: You want something and you wait and wait and feel like it's taking forever to come. Then it happens and it's over and all you want to do is curl back up in that moment before things changed.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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Listen--are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?
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Mary Oliver
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why are trying so hard to fit in, when you're born to stand out
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Oliver James
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Hate isn’t the most dangerous thing, he’d said. Indifference is.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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He who leaps for the sky may fall, it's true. But he may also fly.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.
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Mary Oliver (Wild Geese)
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A man's mind is stretched by a new idea or sensation, and never shrinks back to its former dimensions.
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Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr. (Autocrat of the Breakfast Table)
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A good friend keeps your secrets for you. A best friend helps you keep your own secrets.
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed.
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Mary Oliver
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You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting – over and over announcing your place in the family of things.
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Mary Oliver
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It's funny, isn't it? When you are young you just want to be old, and then later you wish you could go back to being a kid.
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.
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Mary Oliver
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Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge. That's what it is: an edge; a razor. It draws up through the center of your life, cutting everything in two. Before and after. The rest of the world falls away on either side.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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I know that the whole pointβ€”the only pointβ€”is to find the things that matter, and hold on to them, and fight for them, and refuse to let them go.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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The deadliest of all deadly things: It kills you both when you have it and when you don’t.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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The most dangerous sicknesses are those that make us believe we are well
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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The most regretful people on earth are those who felt the call to creative work, who felt their own creative power restive and uprising, and gave to it neither power nor time.
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Mary Oliver
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Hello, sun in my face. Hello you who made the morning and spread it over the fields...Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.
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Mary Oliver
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Sometimes I'm afraid to go to sleep because of what I'm leaving behind.
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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It's amazing how words can do that, just shred your insides apart. Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me - such bullshit.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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Here's another thing to remember: hope keeps you alive. Even when you're dead, it's the only thing that keeps you alive.
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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I tell you this to break your heart, by which I mean only that it break open and never close again to the rest of the world.
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Mary Oliver (New and Selected Poems, Vol. 2)
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I shiver, thinking how easy it is to be totally wrong about people-to see one tiny part of them and confuse it for the whole, to see the cause and think it's the effect or vice versa
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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The best fantasy is written in the language of dreams. It is alive as dreams are alive, more real than real ... for a moment at least ... that long magic moment before we wake. Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end. Reality is the strip malls of Burbank, the smokestacks of Cleveland, a parking garage in Newark. Fantasy is the towers of Minas Tirith, the ancient stones of Gormenghast, the halls of Camelot. Fantasy flies on the wings of Icarus, reality on Southwest Airlines. Why do our dreams become so much smaller when they finally come true? We read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang. There is something old and true in fantasy that speaks to something deep within us, to the child who dreamt that one day he would hunt the forests of the night, and feast beneath the hollow hills, and find a love to last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La. They can keep their heaven. When I die, I'd sooner go to middle Earth.
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George R.R. Martin
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I said, I prefer the ocean when it's gray. Or not really gray. A pale, in-between color. It reminds me of waiting for something good to happen.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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Hearts are fragile things. That's why you have to be so careful.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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Sometimes I need only to stand wherever I am to be blessed.
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Mary Oliver (Evidence: Poems)
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The Uses Of Sorrow (In my sleep I dreamed this poem) Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift.
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Mary Oliver (Thirst)
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Sometimes I feel like if you just watch things, just sit still and let the world exist in front of you - sometimes I swear that just for a second time freezes and the world pauses in its tilt. Just for a second. And if you somehow found a way to live in that second, then you would live forever.
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Lauren Oliver (Pandemonium (Delirium, #2))
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The flip side of freedom is this: When you're completely free, you're also completely on your own.
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Lauren Oliver (Pandemonium (Delirium, #2))
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Ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no fibs.
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Oliver Goldsmith (She Stoops to Conquer)
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Still, what I want in my life is to be willing to be dazzledβ€” to cast aside the weight of facts and maybe even to float a little above this difficult world.
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Mary Oliver
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Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
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Mary Oliver
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How is it possible, I think, to change so much and not be able to change anything at all?
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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You can have the other words-chance, luck, coincidence, serendipity. I'll take grace. I don't know what it is exactly, but I'll take it.
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Mary Oliver
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The whole point of growing up is learning to stay on the laughing side.
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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When it's over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms. When it is over, I don't want to wonder if I have made of my life something particular, and real. I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened, or full of argument. I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.
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Mary Oliver
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I vowed after that day that I would be your hero too, no matter how long it took
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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Remind me again-why do you hate me so much?" I don't hate you." Could've fooled me." She folded her cap of invisibility. "Look...we're just not supposed to get along, okay? Our parents are rivals." Why?" She sighed. "How many reasons do you want? One time my mom caught Poseidon with his girlfriend in Athena's temple, which is hugely disrespectful. Another time, Athena and Poseidon competed to be the patron god for the city of Athens. Your dad created some stupid saltwater spring for his gift. My mom created the olive tree. The people saw that her gift was better, so they named the city after her." They must really like olives." Oh, forget it." Now, if she'd invented pizza-that I could understand.
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Rick Riordan (The Lightning Thief (Percy Jackson and the Olympians, #1))
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To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work.
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Mary Oliver
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The last laugh, the last cup of coffee, the last sunset, the last time you jump through a sprinkler, or eat an ice-cream cone, or stick your tongue out to catch a snowflake. You just don't know.
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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And you can't love, not fully, unless you are loved in return.
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Lauren Oliver (Requiem (Delirium, #3))
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Take it from me: If you hear the past speaking to you, feel it tugging up your back and runing its fingers up your spine, the best thing to do-the only thing-is run.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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Do your own thing on your own terms and get what you came here for
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Oliver James
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And now I know why they invented words for love, why they had to: It's the only thing that can come close to describing what I feel in that moment, the baffling mixture of pain and pleasure and fear and joy, all running sharply through me at once.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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Snow was falling, so much like stars filling the dark trees that one could easily imagine its reason for being was nothing more than prettiness.
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Mary Oliver
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That's all I want. Just you and me. Always.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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He is my world and my world is him and without him there is no world.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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it is a serious thing // just to be alive / on this fresh morning / in this broken world.
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Mary Oliver (Red Bird)
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I used to think that's what love was: knowing someone so well he was like a part of you.
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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I wonder if this is how people always get close: They heal each other's wounds; they repair the broken skin.
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Lauren Oliver (Pandemonium (Delirium, #2))
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Now I'd rather be infected with love for the tiniest sliver of a second than live a hundred years smothered by a lie.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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If you’re smart, you care. And if you care, you love.
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Lauren Oliver (Pandemonium (Delirium, #2))
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Everyone is asleep. They've all been asleep for years. You seemed ... awake.' Alex is whispering now. He closes his eyes, opens them again.'I'm tired of sleeping.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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Love yourself. Then forget it. Then, love the world.
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Mary Oliver (Evidence: Poems)
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How can someone have the power to shatter you to dust--and also to make you feel so whole?
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Lauren Oliver (Requiem (Delirium, #3))
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This is what happens when you try to help people. You get screwed.
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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It is because I think so much of warm and sensitive hearts, that I would spare them from being wounded.
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Charles Dickens (Oliver Twist)
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Mama, Mama, help me get home I'm out in the woods, I am out on my own. I found me a werewolf, a nasty old mutt It showed me its teeth and went straight for my gut. Mama, Mama, help me get home I'm out in the woods, I am out on my own. I was stopped by a vampire, a rotting old wreck It showed me its teeth and went straight for my neck. Mama, Mama, put me to bed I won't make it home, I'm already half-dead. I met an Invalid, and fell for his art He showed me his smile, and went straight for my heart. -From "A Child's Walk Home," Nursery Rhymes and Folk Tales
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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Music is my higher power
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Oliver James
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Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry.
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Mary Oliver (A Poetry Handbook)
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If a man has lost a leg or an eye, he knows he has lost a leg or an eye; but if he has lost a selfβ€”himselfβ€”he cannot know it, because he is no longer there to know it.
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Oliver Sacks (The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat and Other Clinical Tales)
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It's the way he says my name: like music.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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I run for I don't know how long. Hours, maybe, or days. Alex told me to run. So I run. You have to understand. I am no one special. I am just a single girl. I am five feet two inches tall and I am in-between in every way. But I have a secret. You can build walls all the way to the sky and I will find a way to fly above them. You can try to pin me down with a hundred thousand arms, but I will find a way to resist. And there are many of us out there, more than you think. People who refuse to stop believing. People who refuse to come to earth. People who love in a world without walls, people who love into hate, into refusal, against hope,and without fear. I love you. Remember. They cannot take it.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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But you can build a future out of anything. A scrap, a flicker. The desire to go forward, slowly, one foot at a time. You can build an airy city out of ruins.
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Lauren Oliver (Pandemonium (Delirium, #2))
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I Go Down To The Shore I go down to the shore in the morning and depending on the hour the waves are rolling in or moving out, and I say, oh, I am miserable, what shallβ€” what should I do? And the sea says in its lovely voice: Excuse me, I have work to do.
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Mary Oliver (A Thousand Mornings: Poems)
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Snapshots, moments, mere seconds: as fragile and beautiful and hopeless as a single butterfly, flapping on against a gathering wind.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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You can build walls all the way to the sky and I will find a way to fly above them. You can try to pin me down with a hundred thousand arms, but I will find a way to resist. And there are many of us out there, more than you think. People who refuse to stop believing. People who refuse to come to earth. People who love in a world without walls, people who love into hate, into refusal, against hope, and without fear. I love you. Remember. They cannot take it.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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Ten times a day something happens to me like this - some strengthening throb of amazement - some good sweet empathic ping and swell. This is the first, the wildest and the wisest thing I know: that the soul exists and is built entirely out of attentiveness.
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Mary Oliver
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I know that life isn't life if you just float through it. I know that the whole point- the only point- is to find the things that matter and hold onto them and fight for them and refuse to let them go.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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That's when I realized that certain moments go on forever. Even after they're over they still go on, even after you're dead and buried, those moments are lasting still, backward and forward, on into infinity. They are everything and everywhere all at once. They are the meaning.
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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It amazes me how easy it is for things to change, how easy it is to start off down the same road you always take and wind up somewhere new. Just one false step, one pause, one detour, and you end up with new friends or a bad reputation or a boyfriend or a breakup. It's never occurred to me before; I've never been able to see it. And it makes me feel, weirdly, like maybe all of these different possibilities exist at the same time, like each moment we live has a thousand other moments layered underneath it that look different.
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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The Journey One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice -- though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. "Mend my life!" each voice cried. But you didn't stop. You knew what you had to do, though the wind pried with its stiff fingers at the very foundations, though their melancholy was terrible. It was already late enough, and a wild night, and the road full of fallen branches and stones. But little by little, as you left their voices behind, the stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds, and there was a new voice which you slowly recognized as your own, that kept you company as you strode deeper and deeper into the world, determined to do the only thing you could do -- determined to save the only life you could save.
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Mary Oliver
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How I go to the wood Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable. I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of praying, as you no doubt have yours. Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible. I can sit on the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds, until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost unhearable sound of the roses singing. If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love you very much.
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Mary Oliver (Swan: Poems and Prose Poems)
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My heart is drumming in my chest so hard it aches, but it's the good kind of ache, like the feeling you get on the first real day of autumn, when the air is crisp and the leaves are all flaring at the edges and the wind smells just vaguely of smoke - like the end and the beginning of something all at once.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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there was a new voice which you slowly recognized as your own, that kept you company as you strode deeper and deeper into the world, determined to do the only thing you could do -- determined to save the only life you could save.
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Mary Oliver
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Bad news, Harry. I've just been to see Professor McGonagall about the Firebolt. She – er, got a bit shirty with me. Told me I'd got my priorities wrong. Seemed to think I cared more about winning the Cup than I do about staying alive. Just because I told her I didn't care if it threw you off, as long as you caught the Snitch first.
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J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (Harry Potter, #3))
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Here's one of the things I learned that morning: if you cross a line and nothing happens, the line loses meaning. It's like that old riddle about a tree falling in a forest, and whether it makes a sound if there's no one around to hear it. You keep drawing a line farther and farther away, crossing it every time. That's how people end up stepping off the edge of the earth. You'd be surprised at how easy it is to bust out of orbit, to spin out to a place where no one can touch you. To lose yourself--to get lost. Or maybe you wouldn't be surprised. Maybe some of you already know. To those people, I can only say: I'm sorry.
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Lauren Oliver (Before I Fall)
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Don't flatter yourself that friendship authorizes you to say disagreeable things to your intimates. The nearer you come into relation with a person, the more necessary do tact and courtesy become. Except in cases of necessity, which are rare, leave your friend to learn unpleasant things from his enemies; they are ready enough to tell them.
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Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.
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If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be. We are not wise, and not very often kind. And much can never be redeemed. Still life has some possibility left. Perhaps this is its way of fighting back, that sometimes something happened better than all the riches or power in the world. It could be anything, but very likely you notice it in the instant when love begins. Anyway, that’s often the case. Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid of its plenty. Joy is not made to be a crumb. (Don't Hesitate)
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Mary Oliver (Swan: Poems and Prose Poems)
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One of the strangest things about life is that it will chug on, blind and oblivious, even as your private world - your little carved-out sphere - is twisting and morphing, even breaking apart. One day you have parents; the next day you're an orphan. One day you have a place and a path. The next day you're lost in the wilderness. And still the sun rises and clouds mass and drift and people shop for groceries and toilets flush and blinds go up and down. That's when you realize that most of it - life, the relentless mechanism of existing - isn't about you. It doesn't include you at all. It will thrust onward even after you've jumped the edge. Even after you're dead.
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Lauren Oliver (Delirium (Delirium, #1))
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The Poet With His Face In His Hands You want to cry aloud for your mistakes. But to tell the truth the world doesn’t need anymore of that sound. So if you’re going to do it and can’t stop yourself, if your pretty mouth can’t hold it in, at least go by yourself across the forty fields and the forty dark inclines of rocks and water to the place where the falls are flinging out their white sheets like crazy, and there is a cave behind all that jubilation and water fun and you can stand there, under it, and roar all you want and nothing will be disturbed; you can drip with despair all afternoon and still, on a green branch, its wings just lightly touched by the passing foil of the water, the thrush, puffing out its spotted breast, will sing of the perfect, stone-hard beauty of everything.
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Mary Oliver (New and Selected Poems, Vol. 2)
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How did I love her? Let me count the ways. The freckles on her nose like the shadow of a shadow; the way she chewed on her lower lip when she walked and how when she ran she looked like she was born going fast and how she fit perfectly against my chest; her smell and the touch of her lips and her skin, which was always warm, and how she smiled. Like she had a secret. How she always made up words during Scrabble. Hyddym (secret music). Grofp (cafeteria food). Quaw (the sound a baby duck makes). How she burped her way through the alphabet once, and I laughed so hard I spat out soda through my nose. And how she looked at me like I could save her from everything bad in the world. This was my secret: she was the one who saved me.
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Lauren Oliver (Requiem (Delirium, #3))
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The wish of death had been palpably hanging over this otherwise idyllic paradise for a good many years. All business and politics is personal in the Philippines. If it wasn't for the cheap beer and lovely girls one of us would spend an hour in this dump. They [Jehovah's Witnesses] get some kind of frequent flyer points for each person who signs on. I'm not lazy. I'm just motivationally challenged. I'm not fat. I just have lots of stored energy. You don't get it do you? What people think of you matters more than the reality. Marilyn. Despite standing firm at the final hurdle Marilyn was always ready to run the race. After answering the question the woman bent down behind the stand out of sight of all, and crossed herself. It is amazing what you can learn in prison. Merely through casual conversation Rick had acquired the fundamentals of embezzlement, fraud and armed hold up. He wondered at the price of honesty in a grey world whose half tones changed faster than the weather. The banality of truth somehow always surprises the news media before they tart it up. You've ridden jeepneys in peak hour. Where else can you feel up a fourteen-year-old schoolgirl without even trying? [Ralph Winton on the Philippines finer points] Life has no bottom. No matter how bad things are or how far one has sunk things can always get worse. You could call the Oval Office an information rain shadow. In the Philippines, a whole layer of criminals exists who consider that it is their right to rob you unhindered. If you thwart their wicked desires, to their way of thinking you have stolen from them and are evil. There's honest and dishonest corruption in this country. Don't enjoy it too much for it's what we love that usually kills us. The good guys don't always win wars but the winners always make sure that they go down in history as the good guys. The Philippines is like a woman. You love her and hate her at the same time. I never believed in all my born days that ideas of truth and justice were only pretty words to brighten a much darker and more ubiquitous reality. The girl was experiencing the first flushes of love while Rick was at least feeling the methadone equivalent. Although selfishness and greed are more ephemeral than the real values of life their effects on the world often outlive their origins. Miriam's a meteor job. Somewhere out there in space there must be a meteor with her name on it. Tsismis or rumours grow in this land like tropical weeds. Surprises are so common here that nothing is surprising. A crooked leader who can lead is better than a crooked one who can't. Although I always followed the politics of Hitler I emulate the drinking habits of Churchill. It [Australia] is the country that does the least with the most. Rereading the brief lines that told the story in the manner of Fox News reporting the death of a leftist Rick's dark imagination took hold. Didn't your mother ever tell you never to trust a man who doesn't drink? She must have been around twenty years old, was tall for a Filipina and possessed long black hair framing her smooth olive face. This specter of loveliness walked with the assurance of the knowingly beautiful. Her crisp and starched white uniform dazzled in the late-afternoon light and highlighted the natural tan of her skin. Everything about her was in perfect order. In short, she was dressed up like a pox doctor’s clerk. Suddenly, she stopped, turned her head to one side and spat comprehensively into the street. The tiny putrescent puddle contrasted strongly with the studied aplomb of its all-too-recent owner, suggesting all manner of disease and decay.
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John Richard Spencer