Rachel Quotes

Love does not always end well.

I don’t respect my husband because he is the man and I am the woman, and it’s my “place” to submit to him. I respect Dan because he is a good person, and because he has made me a better person too.

His eyes ignited into a color found only in the heart of the sun. ‘‘Yes?’’‘‘Yes, already. I’ll marry you. Yes. Hell, yes. What am I, stupid?

Among other things a marriage is a system of belief, a story, and though it manifests itself in things that are real enough, the impulse that drives it is ultimately mysterious.

Marriage is work, Cora, I'm not going to lie. It’s glorious some days and not so much on others.

Married and buried, wed and dead.

Every time he left, I shattered apart.

I think you forget that I'm still alive. It's like you don't expect me to keep on existing now that I'm not in your life every day.

I think we've grown so far apart, we don't even know each other anymore.

Our relationship was toxic. He was slowly poisoning me. I was slowly poisoning him.

We might be different people now. But he still knew me better than anyone else.

A woman might save him from a heart attack, but she'll kill him in every other way.

We're a mess, Kate.

I thought we were perfect for each other.""There's no such thing as perfect, " Eli commiserated.

May you see the light through the darkness, wisdom through the pain and strength through the suffering.

The mosh pit will reveal all the answers. The mosh pit never lies.-Norah, Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist

Like music, said Peg. Even when it was over, it kept living inside you.

But wanting something didn't give one the right to have it.

Because my weakness has always been her, it would always be her.

The courage to live brings its own rewards.

Sometimes Truth cannot be silenced.

I write not for the sake of glory. Not for the sake of fame. Not of the sake of success. But for the sake of my soul.

The world is constantly evolving, while the family endeavours to stay the same. Updated, refurbished, modernised, but essentially the same. A house in the landscape, both shelter and prison.

My mind soars on paper airplanes.-Bridget H

We are the Dragon-Hearted.

No matter what, I would never let the people who wanted me to break see how much damage they had inflicted.

That’s writing for you: when you make space for passion, it doesn’t turn up.

In real life, you don't get a reset, and you don't get extra lives, and I got the crap pounded out of me.

When you’re comfortable and content with who you are, the voices of others who try and define, control or direct you are not important.

Saying thanks to the world, and acknowledging your own accomplishments, is a great way to feel good and stay positive.

These are the hands of Rachel Joy Scott and one day, will touch millions of people's hearts.

When you don't have the words to say He hears your heart. When you feel like no one understands He carries your pain. When hope seems lost God whispers "Joy is coming.

Those who say that having childlike faith means not asking questions haven't met too many children.

I cannot wait to stare into the face of my children and be in love.

So much is lost, he said, in the shipwreck. What remains are fragments, and if you don't hold on to them the sea will take them too.

A ray of light made a rainbow through the mist. [His] words had given her a small glimmer of hope — the kind of hope she thought had disappeared from her life forever.

Where I grew up, women’s liberation was when you let a chick out of her cage so she could stretch her legs for 15 minutes.

I didn't appear to need anyone: I could do it all myself. I could do everything. I was both halves: did that mean I was whole?

She needs you for more than just protection. It's how it works. You want the strong girl, you understand that she's with you because she wants to be. Not because she has to be. You know that, right?

I had to hope there was more to life than death. More to living than not dying.

Solitude is a gift you give yourself every day.

It's always going to get better someday. Sometime in the future, things won't be so crazy.

(I should mention I attended a Christian elementary school where “my dad’s hermeneutic can beat up your dad’s hermeneutic” served as legit schoolyard banter.)

Ocean waves gently rock the boat, As if to the tune of a lullaby.She sits still as the boat silently floatsUnder the infinite blue sky.

A fortress built long ago, Walls made timeless by historic glory.The small girl in the boat slows, To listen to its story.

As night falls silently all around, She carefully turns the last page.

Some days I wonder how I'll get through a whole lifetime of thinking. A life that's just words, words, words, shuffling around in my head. Was I born that way?

What good are words if no one believes them?

No words would ever be more powerful than the presence of a friend.

Allow your mind to be still and rest in His presence.