Laura Garner
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“Give me a little peace.
A little? Why so modest? How about eternal peace? Now, there's a thought.”
― The Lion in Winter
A little? Why so modest? How about eternal peace? Now, there's a thought.”
― The Lion in Winter
“The beginning of love is the will to let those we love be perfectly themselves, the resolution not to twist them to fit our own image. If in loving them we do not love what they are, but only their potential likeness to ourselves, then we do not love them: we only love the reflection of ourselves we find in them”
― No Man Is an Island
― No Man Is an Island
“I don't know if you've noticed, but our two-party system is a bowl of shit looking at itself in the mirror.”
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“She was made up of more, too. She was the books she read in the library. She was the flower in the brown bowl. Part of her life was made from the tree growing rankly in the yard. She was the bitter quarrels she had with her brother whom she loved dearly. She was Katie's secret, despairing weeping. She was the shame of her father stumbling home drunk. She was all of these things and of something more...It was what God or whatever is His equivalent puts into each soul that is given life - the one different thing such as that which makes no two fingerprints on the face of the earth alike.”
― A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
― A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
“From that time on, the world was hers for the reading. She would never be lonely again, never miss the lack of intimate friends. Books became her friends and there was one for every mood. There was poetry for quiet companionship. There was adventure when she tired of quiet hours. There would be love stories when she came into adolescence and when she wanted to feel a closeness to someone she could read a biography. On that day when she first knew she could read, she made a vow to read one book a day as long as she lived.”
― A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
― A Tree Grows in Brooklyn






























