Ramla > Ramla's Quotes

“They say the passage of time will heal all wounds, but the greater the loss, the deeper the cut and the more difficult the process to become whole again. The pain may fade, but scars serve as a reminder of our suffering and make the bearer all the more resolved never to be wounded again. So as time moves along we get lost in distractions, act out in frustration, react with aggression, give in to anger, and all the while we plot and plan as we wait to grow stronger, and before we know it, the time passes. We are healed. Ready to begin anew.”
― Klaus Mikaelson

“From all the poems written on the subject of unrequited love, there are so few on the pain of being the object of that affection. The truth is..it's not love on which the strongest foundations are built. It's the decency of merciful lies.”
― Klaus Mikaelson

“We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, "O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?" Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?”
― N.H. Kleinbaum, Dead Poets Society

“No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world.”
― Tom Schulman, Dead Poets Society

“When you read, don't just consider what the author thinks, consider what you think”
― Tom Schulman, Dead Poets Society: The Screenplay

“If you listen real close, you can hear them whisper their legacy to you. Go on, lean in. Listen, you hear it? - Carpe - hear it? – Carpe, Carpe Diem, seize the day boys, make your lives extraordinary.”
― N.H. Kleinbaum, Dead Poets Society

“I close my eyes, and this image floats beside me.
A sweaty toothed mad man with a stare that pounds my brain.
His hands reach out and choke me, and all the time he's mumbling.
“Truth, truth.”
Like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold.
You push it, stretch it, but it'll never be enough.
You kick at it, beat it, it'll never cover any of us.
From the moment we enter crying,
to the moment we leave dying,
it'll just cover your face,
as you wail and cry and scream.”
― Tom Schulman, Dead Poets Society

“Sucking the marrow out of life doesn't mean choking on the bone. ”
― Tom Schulman, Dead Poets Society

“Carpe Diem,” Keating whispered loudly. “Seize the day. Make your lives extraordinary.”
― N.H. Kleinbaum, Dead Poets Society

“And medecine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love: these are what we stay alive for.”
― Tom Schulman, Dead Poets Society

“I brought them up here to illustrate the point of conformity: the difficulty in maintaining your own beliefs in the face of others. Now, those of you -- I see the look in your eyes like, "I would've walked differently." Well, ask yourselves why you were clapping. Now, we all have a great need for acceptance. But you must trust that your beliefs are unique, your own, even though others may think them odd or unpopular, even though the herd may go, "That's baaaaad." Robert Frost said, "Two roads diverged in a wood and I, I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.”
― Tom Schulman, Dead Poets Society

“I stand upon my desk to remind myself that we must constantly look at things in a different way.”
― Tom Schulman, Dead Poets Society

“You must strive to find your own voice, boys, and the longer you wait to begin, the less likely you are to find it at all.”
― N.H. Kleinbaum, Dead Poets Society

“Deep down, I am not different from you. I dreamed you, I wished for your existence.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“If You Can’t
Live Without Me,
Why Aren’t You
Dead Yet?”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“If You're Not Living on the Edge, You're Taking Up Too Much Space”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“I said it would be better if we weren’t friends, not that I didn’t want to be.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“ Twilight? He sent me a copy of Twilight?” I turn to Macy in confusion.
Macy gasps as she stares from the book to me. And then she starts to laugh. And laugh. And laugh.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“There's not much to be afraid of when you've already lost everything that matters”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“What is wrong with you?”
“Got a century or three?”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“Jaxon shoots both of us an incredulous look as he helps me to my feet. Then, without a word, he swoops me into his arms.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“The vampire hat is a really nice touch.”
His grin is huge. “Yeah, I thought so, too.”
He reaches for my hand at the exact same moment I reach for his. And it feels good. More than good.
It feels right.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“He was leaning over me, resting on his elbow. Sleepy smile, eyes hazy with want.
His hair had fallen forward into his face, and I reached up to push it back so I could see his eyes…and, for the first time, as my hand grazed his scarred cheek, he didn’t flinch. His smile didn’t falter and he didn’t duck his head. He didn’t turn away. Instead, he stayed right there with me.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“That’s it. I have to ask.”
Everything about him turns wary. “Ask what?”
“Are you an alien?”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“You planning on having that god complex of yours looked at any time soon?” I snark. “Or are we all just supposed to live with it?”
“Wow. You’ve been awake fifteen minutes and you’ve called me a drama queen and now accused me of having a god complex.” He raises his brows. “You sure you’re not mad at me?”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“I Like Standing on
My Own Two Feet, but
Getting Swept Off Them Feels
Surprisingly Good, Too”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“Yet here you are.”
“Yeah.” His dark, bemused eyes search my face. “Here I am.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“The fantasy bookshelf, complete with beautifully covered books about dragons and witches, is home to the third gargoyle statue, who has really fantastical wings and big claws curling around the miniature book she’s reading. Unlike the others, both of whom look ferocious, this girl looks mischievous, like she knows she’s going to get in trouble for being up way past her bedtime, but she just can’t put the story down. I decide instantly that she’s my favorite and pick out a book from her shelf to read tonight in case I can’t sleep. Then nearly laugh out loud as I trace my finger around the edges of a sticker that reads, “I’m not a damsel in distress; I’m a dragon in a dress.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“When exactly did I become the heroine in some YA romance? The new girl swooning over the hottest, most unattainable boy in school?
Gross. And so not happening.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“Oh Edward, I love you so much! Whoops, I mean Jaxon.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave