Sd Quotes

Menulislah sedari SD, apa pun yang ditulis sedari SD pasti jadi.

You can choose what you believe, Shuffler, but you can’t change what’s true.

I regret many things I’ve done,” he said, “but most of all I regret those moments when I said to Fear, ‘You are my master.

The Green Ember burns; the seed of the New World smolders. Healing is on the horizon, but a fire comes first. Bear the flame.

What is it, Father?” Picket asked as Mother tenderly took Jacks from him. “It’s only that, when you’re older, you hand out wisdom to your children like you know everything, but it is sometimes hard to follow your own advice.

I was his and he was mine… I needed him. I needed him the way I needed air; a little bit every day just to survive in this dark world.

We’ve got somethin’ that people look for their whole lives. We just found it when we were eight.

It's better to live as you will want to have lived, rather than spend your time worrying about the end. You are right here in your story. Don't skip ahead

What do I always tell you? ‘ Not enough salt is an in-salt,’ and ‘Too much salt is an as-salt!

All of life is a battle against fear. We fight it on one front, and it sneaks around to our flank.” He paused, looked kindly at her. “Yes, Father. I understand.” “I regret many things I’ve done,” he said, “but most of all I regret those moments when I said to Fear, ‘You are my master.

Growing up is terribly wonderful. But often it’s also wonderfully terrible.

I love a happy ending... because I need hope.

we have to keep loving what’s on the other side of this fight—the other side of this rescue— and that will have to make us brave.

If you aren’t angry about the wicked things happening in the world all around, then you don’t have a soul.” There

You can do more than pray after you have prayed but you cannot do more than pray until you have prayed.

all we have is faith and hope and you just have to trust it.

My place beside you. My blood for yours. Till the Green Ember rises, or the end of the world!

We don’t have to win the war today, sir,” Heather said. She hoped she looked braver than she felt. “We only have to win the next battle.

Mine would be, "We will stand together, he and I. One in victory, one in shame. Only then can I truly own the power of Halla. How sweet the moment of revelation will be, when he learns that he handed it to me." -SD the Pilgrims of Rayne

Dear Mr Skully, I have caught my neck in a mangle and will be indisposed for eternity. Yours in death S.D.

Sadness and love and pain, they're easy to feel- but not luck.

My place beside you, my blood for yours, 'till the Green Ember rises, or the end of the world!

This is a place where people make and are made. You are what you do. Choose wisely, young Picket. Choose wisely, brave Heather. Understand?

It’s only that, when you’re older, you hand out wisdom to your children like you know everything, but it is sometimes hard to follow your own advice.

Nduk, sekolah nang SMP iku mesti. Koen kudu sekolah. Uripmu cek gak soro koyok aku, Nduk! Aku gak lulus SD. Gak iso opo-opo. Aku mek iso masak tok. Ojo koyok aku yo Nduk! Cukup aku ae sing gak sekolah...," kata Ibuk.

You know I’m not trying to hurt you.” “Really? Then why does it feel that way? I love you. And you’re choosing not to love me back. That hurts pretty damn bad.

She was seeing the other side of the tragedy, the world that lived, for now, only in the hopeful hearts of those who, though not seeing, saw.

Picket,” he said quietly, “stay angry. It’s okay if it’s at me, for now. If you aren’t angry about the wicked things happening in the world all around, then you don’t have a soul.

Thank you for loving us, Mother and Father. Thank you for preparing us for the unnumbered dangers we’ve faced. We had no idea that when you gave us all the light you did, you were guiding us to one day strike out at the darkness so fiercely.

Expect Nothing

Beautiful flowers for my beautiful girl. Cheesy as hell, right? But I know one day you’ll let me say the real words to you. —Jess

I was born at a very early age.

Shuffler, you're going to have to stop doing that....[....]...It's 'my place beside you,' not 'my place blocking your view.

My place beside you, my blood for yours. Till the Green Ember rises or the end of the world!

Dreams do … not come true,” Picket whispered back. “Inspiring,” Emma said flatly. “That’s going in my book of Shuffler’s Collected Wisdom. I’m going to write it after the war—really show Heather who’s the true scribe.

My place beside you my blood for yours til the green ember rises or the end of the world.

You can't just erase your past.” “Why can't I?” “You just can’t. Because it erases…” The realization died on his lips. “You?” “Yes. You can’t pretend I don’t exist.

there is no cost too high for doing what is right and no retribution great enough for doing what is wrong. To believe otherwise is to surrender our liberty to lies.

We may find pleasure in our duty, but our duty is not our own pleasure.

If you aren’t angry about the wicked things happening in the world all around, then you don’t have a soul.

But no cause is greater than my love for you. I fight because you are in my heart.

Dear Kyle, you are the great nitwit of the world. Love, Jo Shanks.

Some ineffable piece of me had gone, rewritten by her touch, and what had been stolen was patched by a piece of her, some bit of her heart I had unknowingly taken with me.

The greatest thing anyone can do for God and man is pray. It is not the only thing; but it is the chief thing. The great people of the earth today are the people who pray. I do not mean those who talk about prayer; not those who can explain about prayer; but I mean those people who take time and pray

Was Father getting sadder, or was she just getting old enough to see it?

I’ll always have your back and you’ll always have mine.” “Always? That’s like forever. How do you know we will be friends forever?” “I just do.

I think ‘bout all of it, you know. You and me, being here together. It’s always been you.

Jess leaned a little closer, then in the space of a nanosecond, ten years of friendship changed forever.

I’m not sure if it’ll be all right. But I’m glad we’re together.

How many times in the last two days had she believed she was at the end of her strength, only to somehow find more?

Do you even know how to use one?' he asked. "The sharp part at the bad guys?' 'That's the general idea.

He longed for a world where safe places for the weak and vulnerable were common, but that was not this world. Not right now.

Being a ruler is, contrary to popular notions, a calling of self-sacrifice. That is, if one wants to be a good ruler.

His blue eyes spoke a thousand words all rolled into a heartfelt stare. They calmed the panic inside my body. In the silence between two friends, the air carried an entire conversation. His dark lashes blinked back a vow I knew he meant more than anything. ‘I promise this will not destroy us.

Unrest has entered the hearts of men. When unrest is left to fester, Chaos will soon follow.

He was my other half. He was me. We breathed the same or not at all.

If girls could spit venom, it'd be through their eyes.

We’ve got somethin’ that people look for their whole lives. We just found it when we were eight. Because of that, I can wait a little bit longer.

It's not like I got caught masturbating, for chrissake; she doesn't know me, why the hell would she care if I'm superstitious? - Karen

I am afraid... But I keep on loving what's on the other side of this fight, and that will have to make me brave.

A story to make us brave.

It’s always hard to forgive, but it’s never not worth it.

But that’s the thing about lasts. No one ever plans those last moments. Last words. Last actions.

The sunlight sparkled through the wind-bent boughs of trees, dancing in an ever-shifting pattern

Because you loved me. Before I was anything. Before I was at all lovable, you loved me. I won't forget.

And if that means the end for us,” Mother said, “then those left alive must…well, they must bear the flame.

Johann Clement watched the blows fall. First there had been wild talk and then printed accusations and insinuations. Then came a boycott of Jewish business and professional people, then the public humiliations: beatings and beard pullings. Then came the night terror of the Brown Shirts. Then came the concentration camps. Gestapo, SS, SD, KRIPO, RSHA. Soon every family in Germany was under Nazi scrutiny, and the grip of tyranny tightened until the last croak of defiance strangled and died.

He offered me a ride up from the abyss and I took it. But a ride with the devil is never free. And accepting that ride can only lead to hell.

I regret many things I've done," he said, "but most of all I regret those moments when I said to Fear, 'You are my master.

I know this is a hard blow... But stay on the job, son. Do the next right thing.

All of life is a battle against fear. We fight it on one front, and it sneaks around to our flank.

That's the kind of thing people always thinking. They always got to see some sort of scary thing in everything.

Agar hidupmu tidak sengsara sepertiku, Nak. Aku tidak lulus SD. Tidak bisa apa-apa. Hanya bisa memasak saja. Jangan sepertiku ya, Nak. Cukup aku saja yang tidak sekolah. Itu yang selalu Ibuk katakan di hadapan anak-anaknya.

Growing up is terribly wonderful. But often it’s also wonderfully terrible. Ha, a riddle of words amounting to nothing. A stuttering cleverism that falls as short as my feeble steps. But this is true. A teacher could become rich if he ever perfected the art of helping mature students unlearn many awful things. Enjoy your innocence, my dear. Even if it only lasts the day.

On less lucid evenings, every library is a haunted cemetery.

People only keep their eyes open out of habit. And, nothing more.

I've got just as much luck with locks as I do hearts. In other words, no luck at all.

It is good to know; it is better to do; it is best to be. To be pure and strong, to be honest and earnest, to be kindly and thoughtful, and in all to be true,...

How will it be different?” “Because you’re not that same girl tryin’ to run away from everythin’. And well because… I’m lettin’ you go.

I never don’t not clean my sword,

It pained me, her hand wrapping around the tender, beating something beneath it, as though her fingers ruptured holes within my chest, but I could not bear to have her leave.

There is no shame in mourning someone you loved," Lara whispered, "even if the world wouldn't understand.

One must either sacrifice for great accomplishment or sacrifice great accomplishment

A mage with magic can’t take out an old man, but a girl with a shovel can? Talk about a blow to someone’s pride.

You can choose what you believe, Shuffler, but you can't change what's true.

He had to be prepared for what Helmer might throw at him. And he realized that Helmer might actually throw things at him.

We are beset by many dangers, and traitors multiply in the dark. It will not be so in the Mended Wood.

It’s called Starseek,” she said, “and this is the star.” “Is it a real star?” Picket asked, his head cocked sideways and his whiskers twitching. “No, little one,” Heather said, “a real star hangs in the sky at night, along with a million others. This is just a game.” “A game?” Picket said. “Maybe they’re all for games.

Our love is a treasure, but it's not the house we keep the treasure in.' Heather smiled through the tears. 'There is a bigger world we fit inside, and we can't say yes to our love right here without saying no to the world. I can't. I know you can't either, or you wouldn't be the one I love so much.

Akhirnya, hujan turun, menghantam atap seng. Amiru memejamkan mata, lama, lambat laun dia mendengar sebuah irama, Dia tersenyum. Dia tersenyum karena ingin seperti ayahnya, yakni dapat menjadi senang karena hal-hal yang kecil. Seni menyenangi hal-hal yang biasa saja, begitu istilah ayahnya yang hanya tamat SD itu. Amiru ingin menguasai seni itu sampai tingkat ayahnya telah menguasainya sehingga menjadi orang yang dapat menertawakan kesusahan. Itulah ilmu tertinggi seni menyenangi hal-hal kecil. Itulah sabuk hitamnya.

And the Great Wood did mend; brighter and brighter it shine, with more and more light to share. Mending begat mending, and the healing grew, like a disease in reverse, until the wholeness spread to the edge of every map.

The problem with baseball is that at first you're desperate to leave home. Then, once you're gone, you'll do just about anything to get back. Even steal. But you can't get back the way you came. You have to take another way home.

I’ve thought ‘bout it a lot you know. You just look so pretty sometimes. I would watch you when you weren’t lookin’. Sometimes, I would imagine what it would be like to kiss you.” His fingers ran through my long red strands of hair. “I think ‘bout all of it, you know. You and me, being here together. It’s always been you, Alex. It’s what I’ve always wanted.

He was like an infection that spread through my body, replicating in my mind and heart. Every

Our prayer is God's opportunity to get into the world that would shut Him out.

But, even when angry, she had a voice that would put finches in their place and lull them to silence.

Picket instinctively stepped in front of Emma as the Preylords dropped lower and lower, nearing the edge of the city. “Shuffler, you’re going to have to stop doing that,” Emma said, hooking him with her arm. “It’s ‘my place beside you,’ not ‘my place blocking your view.

Good morning, Ladybug,” Helmer said, his voice a guttural rasp, as though the air he used to speak was passing through a rusty old gate. “Good morning … Wasp?” Picket said. “Ha,” Helmer chuckled. “I like that. But you will call me Master, child.” “Yes, Masterchild,” Picket said. “Well, obviously you have a deep, soul-level need for humility,

We sing about it. We paint it. We make crutches and soups and have gardens and weddings and babies. This is a place out of time. A window into the past and the future world. We are heralds, you see, my dear, saying what will surely come. And we prepare with all our might, to be ready when once again we are free.

Sad truth is. . . we all end up alone on some death bed. Yeah? No way to take anybody else's place and no way we can be lying on the same one.” I was at the edge of the white-wed cloth. My shoes filled with concrete, as did my head, looking at the empty shell of what was once a woman full of wonder. “Any way to make someone feel not so alone?” she asked. “The only thing anyone can ever do is help someone feel a little less lonely before they get there.” “How does someone do that?” “Memories. Help create memories. Better ones. Ones to replace the old.