Dianne Bright > Quotes

“Death. Life. They are in the air, the water, the earth, and the fire that surround us. They co-mingle like a dance of weeping and rejoicing. The joy and pain become one. We are of a dualistic nature." ---Jennifer Mills”
― Dianne Bright, Soul Reader

“Their blissfully soft texture calmed me but alerted me at the same time. I couldn't explain the gentle spark of light that dripped off the edges. And of course, the aqua trim felt way too familiar.”
― Dianne Bright, Soul Reader

“The magical gem bracelet, in all of its yellow beauty, was out of its league. My mind and heart couldn't slow down." --- Jennifer Mills”
― Dianne Bright, Soul Reader

“You are Zyon's daughter. You are a soul reader. This trip is more than just a vacation," Jadan said firmly. "You might feel like postponing it now, but we need to look for the medallion while we are in that region. Joe will keep an eye on everything. Plus, your mom will know what to do. I can even call for backup.”
― Dianne Bright, Soul Reader

“Jadan's kiss on my forehead wasn't that big of a deal, something that a boy would have done at a junior high dance or how a friend would say goodbye before a long trip. But it felt like more. It seemed like he wanted more." ---Jennifer Mills”
― Dianne Bright, Soul Reader

“I mind-melded the details trapped inside my head since it felt easier than talking, which surprised me." -- Jennifer Mills from Soul Reader by: Dianne Bright”
― Dianne Bright, Soul Reader

“I couldn't shake Zander's beady red eyes or the noise of his pounding wings behind us. His hot breath and foul stench reached for us, but couldn't catch us as we soared above liquid green fields in the Realm Beyond.”
― Dianne Bright, Soul Reader

“I mind-melded the details trapped inside my head since it felt easier than talking, which surprised me. Jadan gave a look like I should mind my own business and let Kristin enjoy her own destiny. Obviously Jadan was big on all the free will stuff.”
― Dianne Bright, Soul Reader

“As women, we'd be exponentially lighter if we'd sort through some of our emotional clutter... We need to dispose of the crud that we no longer need. Excerpt from essay #3 "What's in my Purse?”
― Dianne Bright, Mommy's Hiding in the Treehouse--- With a Glass of Merlot

“I mean real magic of course-- because in a few pages, you'll discover that this is a magical pencil box hat, which is pretty lucky really, because you don't find too many of those nowadays.”
― Dianne Bright, Gracie and the Magical Pencil Box Hat

“This time, Chantelle noticed a cheerful yellow bouquet of daisies and a small scar below Tom's soft, red lips that she'd never seen before.”
― Dianne Bright, Kiss or Candy?: A short love story