Underneath The Sycamore Tree Quotes

It doesn’t matter what battle you’re fighting, it only matters that you’re willing to fight.

I find that the books with the saddest endings are the best because it makes us feel. We don’t always get a happily ever after no matter how hard we work for it.

I fight myself every single day. I fight to pretend I'm fine. To admit I'm not. To survive.

People like him will never be as strong as people like us. They get a choice in how to feel, live, and think. We never will. We’re forced to fight. And sometimes... we don’t want to.

It’s always about looks. You either don’t look sick enough for anyone to believe you, or you look so sick people feel the need to point it out.

Disease is the monster in the dark. It lingers, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. It veers its ugly head and takes what it wants, when it wants. Yet, there’s one disease that is worse than any kind of invisible illness in existence and it is something the world is plagued with. Indifference.

Fiction is the perfect platform to talk about the things nobody wants to have conversations of in real life. When you’re reading about a character’s struggles, you find ways to relate from a distance. It doesn’t always hurt as much, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt at all.

Time is fleeting. Time is valuable. Time shouldn’t be wasted. The trouble with time is that we only think we have it. It’s an illusion—an excuse to linger in existence. Some people use it to be reckless, others use it to hold themselves back.

You have someone,” he murmurs. My brows pinch. He glances at my face. “You have me.

The trouble with time is that we only think we have it. It’s an illusion—an excuse to linger in existence. Some people use it to be reckless, others use it to hold themselves back.

This book is to fear. Fear that drives us to keep fighting whether we know the outcome or not.

I think,” he whispers, his breath tickling me until I shiver, “that this is beyond us. It makes sense. Probably more sense than anything else.” “Why?” “Because we fit together.

I have my moments when I want to escape it all. I used to think they were moments of weakness, but I think they were just moments of humanity.

Sleeping with my stepsister?” he replies, unblinking. “Probably. Sleeping with Emery Matterson? A fighter? Someone who’s strong and resilient and doesn’t give in to my bullshit? No. I don’t think that’s stupid at all.

It's easier to be a fly on the wall when people don't think you're capable of listening.

UGG boots are making a comeback.

and UGG boots have always been hideous.

I find that the books with the saddest endings are the best because they make us feel. We don’t always get a happily ever after no matter how hard we work for it.

I think I’ll call you Mouse.

And reality is a mean bitch.

Do you think this is stupid?” I hate how vulnerable I sound, but it’s a question worth asking. “Sleeping with my stepsister?” he replies, unblinking. “Probably. Sleeping with Emery Matterson? A fighter? Someone who’s strong and resilient and doesn’t give in to my bullshit? No. I don’t think that’s stupid at all.

I get to fall in love thousands of times over, a feat I’m afraid I’ll never accomplish if my illness brings me to Lo instead of my future husband.

He thinks he’ll ruin me, but he has no idea what unstoppable forces are in my arsenal. I’m my own weapon, a nightmare that lives in reality.

Maybe the reason I could never feel satisfied with life is because I’m not meant to live a full one.

Healing doesn’t mean the damage never existed. It just means that it can no longer control our lives. I sincerely hope you remember that. I know a hurt soul when I see one, boy. You and Emery are one and the same, which means you’re also tough. It doesn’t matter what battle you’re fighting. It only matters that you’re willing to fight.

Yeah, I guess. You said you don't do labels. It's not like I expect anything. It would just be nice to know at we're friends, because..." You're the only one I have.

Disease is the monster in the dark. It lingers, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. It veers its ugly head and takes what it wants, when it wants. Yet, there’s one disease that is worse than any kind of invisible illness in existence and it is something the world is plagued with.

Healing doesn't mean the damage never existed. It just means that it can no longer control our lives.

Fiction is the perfect platform to talk about the things nobody wants to have conversations about in real life. When you're reading about a character's struggles, you find ways to relate from a distance. It doesn't always hurt as much, but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt at all.

Strength doesn't come without a price. If there's anything I've learned over the past few years, it's that you're forced to fight when you don't have the energy and have no chance at surrendering even at your worst.

The truth is you never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have.

Staying in the past means halting the future. I may not get one, so I want to at least try making the most of the present.

I may not be happy where I am, but I'm content. Sometimes that's better than nothing.

He thinks he'll ruin me, but he has no idea what unstoppable forces are in my arsenal. I'm my own weapon, a nightmare that lives in reality.

There are lots of quotes about time. Time is fleeting. Time is valuable. Time shouldn’t be wasted. The trouble with time is that we only think we have it. It’s an illusion—an excuse to linger in existence. Some people use it to be reckless; others use it to hold themselves back.

Because he may not do labels, but I do. Like stepbrother. And stepmother. And fatal. Fatal attraction. Fatal affection. Fatal disease. He thinks he’ll ruin me, but he has no idea what unstoppable forces are in my arsenal. I’m my own weapon, a nightmare that lives in reality. It isn’t something I can control, and he has no idea.