Loretta Lost > Quotes

“If a person reads a good book—they become permanently changed. They can’t even help it. They can’t unlearn what they’ve learned. It will always be with them.”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“Books are medicine for the soul. They heal the eternal parts of a person.”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“If my words are the only power I have, I intend to use them well.”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“Books are medicine for the soul. They heal the eternal parts”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“Right here, right now? This is precious. This is life. You’re alive. Somehow, all of the genetic material of all those thousands of ancestors came together in the perfect combination to make you, exactly as you are. That’s magical—it’s the greatest kind of magic I know. Our very existence.” My”
― Loretta Lost, The Fireproof Girl

“Real life can be hard, and when you get whisked away into a beautiful story—everything else disappears.”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity Book Three

“I don’t want to start all over again with someone else who could be even worse once I discover who he really is—it takes years to really figure a person out.”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity Book Two

“I smile as I begin to unwrap the item, so I can press the sweet concoction against my tongue. Just as I taste the frozen sugar-water, the driver’s side door opens and a cold wind blasts into the car. I shiver. “Dammit. I should have thought of something warm, instead. I wish hot chocolate could be converted into a weapon for self-mutilation...”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“Anyone who has had the good fortune of spending time with the infinite silence of the trees, will acknowledge their wisdom.”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“nice restaurant”
― Loretta Lost, End of Eternity

“Why do you have to leave someone in order for them to finally appreciate having you?”
― Loretta Lost, End of Eternity 4

“There’s a fearsome creature that no man can ever hope to vanquish: the neurotic Bridezilla.”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“Uh, yeah,” I say awkwardly into my cell. “He’s, uh, really great in bed. Like, the greatest.” “Oh, brother,” Liam mutters under his breath. “How do I get myself into these things?” “There’s a porno that starts just like this!” Owen whispers excitedly to his friend. Carmen sighs happily. “This is such good news, darling!” she says in a wavering voice. “I’m—I’m sorry to have called so late. I know I probably woke you up. I—I just wanted to hear your voice. I’m so glad you’re coming. I have been hoping and praying to see you again for the longest time.” She begins to cry again softly. “Carm?” I say in concern. “Are you sure everything’s good?” “Oh, yes. I’m just—just don’t mind me. You know weddings make me emotional. I’ll see you soon, Hellie? You and your dashing doctor?” “Yeah. See you soon.” She hangs up the phone, and I do too. I let my head fall into my hands for a moment, as I go over the entire conversation a few times in my mind. I am left with the urge to scream at the top of my lungs, and run out into the forest, never to see these doctors again. “This is so humiliating,” I whisper. “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I said that. Carmen just gets under my skin.” “Why didn’t you pick me?” Owen said in disappointment. “Liam’s more suitable,” I explain with a groan. “He’s read my books, so he knows a little about me. He can bullshit that we have some previous connection. And also, he’s less likely to talk about porn.” “Fair enough,” Owen said unhappily, “but I would have liked to be a wedding crasher.” “Is your sister okay?” Liam asks. “Does she usually call you at 5 AM?” “Whoa,” I say in surprise. “Is it 5 AM?” My first thought is that something must be terribly wrong. I consider this for a moment. “It’s probably just pre-wedding jitters,” I tell the guys, trying to brush it off. “So you really want me to come”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“You can’t agree to a life with someone who doesn’t respect you.”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity Book Two

“Human beings are simply filled with so much love to give that time and memory don’t really matter. Our hearts are infinite.”
― Loretta Lost, After the Storm

“Painters are idealistic, musicians are self-destructive, and writers are just insane.”
― Loretta Lost, After the Storm

“I scream at the top of my lungs. I scream bloody murder. I scream with years of pent up fury. But no sound leaves my chest. It’s like I have forgotten how to speak.”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“awkwardly in the direction of the tired doctors. “Liam,” I whisper, trying not to disturb Owen. “I wish you could see this,” he responds. I hesitate. “See what?” “The stars. We’re still out in the country, so the light pollution from the cities isn’t hiding them from view quite as much as I’m used to. They’re just blanketing the entire sky, like snowflakes on asphalt. There’s also a little sliver of moon; not big or bright enough to distract from the stars.” “What does it look like?” I ask him softly. “The moon?” He pauses thoughtfully. “It’s like... God’s fingernail clipping.” This causes laughter to bubble up in my throat. I touch one of my fingernails to refresh my concept of the shape. I trace the gentle curvature and imagine the moon. “Thanks,” I tell him softly, pulling the blanket snug around my neck. “I can see it clearly.” “Good. I’m going to turn off the car now,” he tells me. “I am worried that it could be bad for the car, or bad for us if I leave it running. If you get too cold, let me know.” Nodding, I try to get comfortable. My legs are feeling a little frozen, so I bring them closer to my body. I wrap my arms around my middle, hugging myself. Listening carefully, between the sounds of Owen’s snoring, I hear Liam’s teeth chattering. I suddenly feel awful for making him do this. I consider inviting him into the back seat again, and maybe moving close to him”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“grumble to myself unhappily. “It’s possible if I buy a popsicle at the gas station, eat the popsicle, and then use the popsicle stick to gouge my own ears out so that I can tolerate the rest of this trip!” Sighing, I lean to press my head against the glass”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“little more than just physically lost, so it is reassuring to feel the strength and warmth radiating through the sleeve of his shirt. My fingers tighten around his elbow as we make some twists and turns through the”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“But I know that once I step through the front door of my old house, my smile will disappear.”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“I remain motionless for a moment, staring into the dark expanse of my oblivion. It may be black, but my imagination has never failed to paint fantastic images in every direction I gaze.”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“The stars. We’re still out in the country, so the light pollution from the cities isn’t hiding them from view quite as much as I’m used to. They’re just blanketing the entire sky, like snowflakes on asphalt. There’s also a little sliver of moon; not big or bright enough to distract from the stars.” “What does it look like?” I ask him softly. “The moon?” He pauses thoughtfully. “It’s like... God’s fingernail clipping.” This”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity - The Complete Series

“balding, smelly husband who was actually healthy and alive.”
― Loretta Lost, End of Eternity

“double rainbows, waterfalls and fire-breathing dragons—well, my mother might have taken some liberties with the landscape. My sister and father would often join in with the fantastic storytelling, but I never minded the fiction too much. I did become a writer, after all. Liam’s driving is so calm and solid compared to Owen’s. I can’t help thinking that I wish I could be driving with him forever. Even if we never get to my sister’s wedding, it will have been worth it to me for the trip. I haven’t had this much fun in years, and it’s so nice to be around other human beings. These two doctors are so silly and nice, and I simply love road trips. Liam’s words from earlier come back to me, unbidden, and I try to shut them out. For some reason, the doctor’s words really did make me feel special and important. I had not realized that my work had caused such a great impact on anyone. I am suddenly stricken with the realization of what’s happening. Am I really doing this? Am I really in a car with two men I just met, heading back to New York? Am I really going to have a chance at getting my vision back? Could it be possible? Am I really going to see my family? For a few minutes, I get lost in thoughts of my mother and father. I remember how much they loved each other. I remember Carmen’s boundless energy and enthusiasm, and how she could never miss an opportunity to insult or tease me. I remember when things were good. “Tell us a story, Helen.” My mother’s”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“person.”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“There is an unlocking sound as Dr. Philips pops the trunk open, and a little oompf as Liam tosses my suitcase into the back of the car. “Would you like me to help guide you into the backseat?” he asks. I am worried that he is going to touch my arm again, and I step back. “No, thank you.” He sighs. “Look, Helen. I work with patients who have limited vision all the time. Almost every day, really. Touch helps them to connect and understand, the way someone might observe facial expressions...” “Does it seem like I want to connect and understand?” I ask him. “Not particularly,” he responds with disappointment. “Good.” I would reach forward and touch the car, and fumble around for the door handle,”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“The dark has never frightened me,”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“the”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity

“Dad, I’m sorry that I left...” “None of that,” he tells me kindly. “You were unhappy, and your happiness is the most important thing in the world to me.”
― Loretta Lost, Clarity