Pelican Bay Quotes

He sang the brightness of mornings and green rivers, He sang of smoking water in the rose-colored daybreaks, Of colors: cinnabar, carmine, burnt sienna, blue, Of the delight of swimming in the sea under marble cliffs, Of feasting on a terrace above the tumult of a fishing port, Of tastes of wine, olive oil, almonds, mustard, salt. Of the flight of the swallow, the falcon, Of a dignified flock of pelicans above the bay, Of the scent of an armful of lilacs in summer rain, Of his having composed his words always against death And of having made no rhyme in praise of nothingness.

We have about eighty thousand people in solitary confinement in this country, more than anywhere in the world. In California’s Pelican Bay state prison alone, more than five hundred prisoners had spent at least a decade in the hole. Eighty-nine had been there for at least twenty years. One had been in solitary for forty-two years.

acerbic

She fought. She kicked. She did her best to scream, moving her head wildly back and forth, but the huge hand refused to budge. By sheer force he dragged her in the direction of the stairwell. She resisted the only way she could. She dug her heels into the cement to try to stop his progress. But ultimately he

And to love such a librarian requires a surrendering to her eccentricities, a bowing to her pathological quietness, an obeisance to a reticence that is utterly untreatable. If you cannot commit to this sort of dedication, then let her be. Let her wander in wonder among her books and live out her days in her own world without you.

God, I fucking hated Fate. She was an ugly, cruel bitch that had been toying with me for years.

I should have known right then that I was dreaming. But oh how we hang on to dreams even when we are gifted the largest of clues.

I wanted to go back in time and wrap my arms around Nolan long before those assholes could pelt him with eggs. I wanted to protect him from all the cruel jokes and names that had been lobbed at him over the years. I wanted to insulate him as he went out into the real world and learned that the cruelty he’d faced as a child was only the beginning.

Children are the most precious gift God can bestow on us.  They are gifts to be treasured from the moment they let out their first cry to the day we watch them pledge their lives to another person to the day we leave this earth.

You stole the Stradivarius.

Ridge saunters into the living room like he knows he's the winner.

Gentry

The vista from atop the poinciana was timeless and serene—a long string of egrets crossing the distant ’glades; a squadron of white pelicans circling a nearby bay; a pair of ospreys hovering kitelike above a tidal creek. It was a perfect picture and a perfect silence.

You just had to know where to look to see the things he couldn’t find words for. And the things I saw just then as his eyes held mine left me reeling. But God, what I wouldn’t give to hear the words too

I don’t care about your damn voice, Dallas!” I fell in love with you, not whether you could fucking talk or not! How could you even think for a second that my feelings would change if you got your voice back and then lost it again? I couldn’t love you any more than I already do, you asshole! If you started talking this second or never spoke a word for as long as you lived, I’d still love you.

AMERICANS -- U.S. NAVY, ABOARD MINESWEEPER USS PELICAN (AM 49), MANILA BAY Alton C. Ingram, Lieutenant. “Todd,” Commanding Officer Frederick J. Holloway, Lt. (jg), Operations Officer. Oliver P. Toliver, III, Lt. (jg) “Ollie,” Gunnery Officer. Bartholomew, Leonard (n), Chief Machinists Mate, “Rocky,” Chief Engineer. Farwell, Luther A., Quartermaster Second Class, Top helmsman. Hampton, Joshua P., Electronics Technician 1st Class, Crew Whittaker, Peter L., Engineman 3rd Class, Crew Forester, Kevin T. Quartermaster 3rd Class, Crew Forester, Brian I., Quartermaster Striker, Crew Yardly, Ronald R., Pharmacist's Mate Second Class “Bones,” Crew. Sunderland, Kermit G. Gunner's Mate 1st Class, Crew. AMERICANS

I don’t think your little town here wants the blood of some random fag lining their pretty little sidewalks because some redneck wannabe couldn’t figure out a better way to hide his homosexual tendencies.

so I could get some water warming on the stove, he didn’t move or react other than

I’m gay, Ford,” I repeated. “Not broken. Not weak. Not confused. I may need God’s forgiveness for a lot of things, but not this. I chose to be with you that night. I wanted it because I want you. I want to get to know you and I want to be able to touch you and not have to worry about who’s watching or what someone’s saying. I want to take you to a movie or dinner and be able to hold your hand or touch you across the table. I want to be able to look at you so I can drink in how damn beautiful you

Go home, Ford. I’m not going to be your Saturday night fuck and your Sunday morning confession.

really did know how to pick them. Marcus had been and still was a control freak from hell and now this guy. Apparently, my libido had a built-in asshole magnet. "Do whatever you need to do," I murmured before turning away from him.

NSN. National stock number. You don't have a dog there, Doc. What you have is a weapon.

I'm sorry ur mad, Jet. Mad was mad a lot to but now hees not. Please help Pollo and dont be sad anymore. Newt.

Hey, in LA, they’re loading the snowplows with salt when it’s sixty degrees out,” Sawyer responded in mock outrage.

At least we’re not using the garage or car or shed like that one over there”—Walter motioned to Ford who’d returned to the doorway of the den—“and Sheriff Well-Hung.

fishing boat pulls in – three pelicans wait with their mouths open

The smell of fresh sea water enters the car through the open window and I breathe deeply. It’s been a long time. Pelican Bay’s small patch of beach is another block or two ahead. The beach was always my favorite place to visit when I’d stay with Aunt Gertie. Every summer from

You never know what burdens a person is carrying on their shoulders. Treat them with kindness and respect. Always.

the devil had been loud in my ear

burn in hell for eternity. But we just couldn’t fight it, no matter how hard

always took out his hearing aids when he slept.

I practically lived on the beach. The