Sri > Sri's Quotes

“I was only in my thirties but I was old. You don’t measure age in years, you measure it in lessons learned and repeated mistakes and how hard it is to force a little hope into your heart. Old just means jaded and cynical and tired. And boy, was I tired.”
― Luke Arnold, The Last Smile in Sunder City

“when death
takes my hand
i will hold you with the other
and promise to find you
in every lifetime”
― Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers

“i am sorry this world
could not keep you safe
may your journey home
be a soft and peaceful one

- rest in peace”
― Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers

“i will no longer compare my path to others - i refuse to do a disservice to my life”
― Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers

“it isn’t blood that makes you my sister it’s how you understand my heart as though you carry it in your body”
― Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers

“if i am the longest relationship of my life isn’t it time to nurture intimacy and love with the person i lie in bed with each night - acceptance”
― Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers

“despite knowing
they won't be here for long
they still choose to live
their brightest lives

-sunflowers”
― Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers

“i have survived far too much to go quietly”
― Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers

“think of those flowers you plant in the garden each year they will teach you that people too must wilt fall root rise in order to bloom”
― Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers

“living is difficult. it is difficult for everybody. and it is at that moment when living feels like crawling through a pin-sized hole. that we must resist the urge of succumbing to bad memories. refuse to bow before bad months or bad years.”
― Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers

“Fear is a part of life; all that matters is what we do with it.”
― Adalyn Grace, All the Stars and Teeth

“The world doesn't work with only your eyes, Princess. There's truth in more than what you can see.”
― Adalyn Grace, All the Stars and Teeth

“Love? Who the hell knows? Does anyone really understand that one? There are a million poets around the world right now still trying to crack that code.”
― Luke Arnold, The Last Smile in Sunder City

“A good man is made through a lifetime of work. Great men are made by their monsters.”
― Luke Arnold, The Last Smile in Sunder City

“Then, there’s friendship. I get the idea, of course, but it looks different when other people do it. They seem at ease with each other, while I always feel like a tourist. During my first year in Sunder City, I thought people spent time with me as some sort of charity. I wasn’t witty or insightful or especially interesting, so I thought they only kept me around to be nice.”
― Luke Arnold, The Last Smile in Sunder City

“When you've come face-to-face with the dark side of the school yard, life doesn't hold many surprises.”
― Eoin Colfer, Half Moon Investigations

“A medicine cat has no time for doubt. Put your energy into today and stop worrying about the past.”
― Erin Hunter, Rising Storm

“Each person who ever was or is or will be has a song. It isn't a song that anybody else wrote. It has its own melody, it has its own words. Very few people get to sing their song. Most of us fear that we cannot do it justice with our voices, or that our words are too foolish or too honest, or too odd. So people live their song instead.”
― Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys

“Everybody going to be dead one day, just give them time.”
― Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys

“You're no help," he told the lime. This was unfair. It was only a lime; there was nothing special about it at all. It was doing the best it could.”
― Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys

“It is a small world. You do not have to live in it particularly long to learn that for yourself. There is a theory that, in the whole world, there are only five hundred real people (the cast, as it were; all the rest of the people in the world, the theory suggests, are extras) and what is more, they all know each other. And it's true, or true as far as it goes. In reality the world is made of thousands upon thousands of groups of about five hundred people, all of whom will spend their lives bumping into each other, trying to avoid each other, and discovering each other in the same unlikely teashop in Vancouver. There is an unavoidability to this process. It's not even coincidence. It's just the way the world works, with no regard for individuals or for propriety.”
― Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys

“Some hats can only be worn if you're willing to be jaunty, to set them at an angle and to walk beneath them with a spring in your stride as if you're only a step away from dancing. They demand a lot of you.”
― Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys

“I am frightened of nothing."
"Nothing?"
"Nothing."
"Are you extremely frightened of nothing?"
"Absolutely terrified of it."
"I have nothing in my pockets. Would you like to see it?"
"No, I most definitely would not.”
― Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys

“Anyone who calls you "little lady" has already excluded you from the set of people worth listening to.”
― Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys

“So, she said. You met your brother.

You know, said Fat Charlie, you could have warned me.

I did warn you that he is a god.

You didn't mention that he was a complete and utter pain in the arse, though.”
― Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys

“There’s no herb to heal a broken heart,” she murmured. “Only time will do that.”
― Erin Hunter, Forest of Secrets

“Being dead is probably just like everything else in life: you pick some of it up as you go along, and you just make up the rest.”
― Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys

“Impossible things happen. When they do happen, most people just deal with it. Today, like every day, roughly five thousand people on the face of the planet will experience one-chance-in-a-million things, and not one of them will refuse to believe the evidence of their senses. Most of them will say the equivalent, in their own language, of “Funny old world, isn’t it?” and just keep going.”
― Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys

“That’s an Anansi story. ’Course, all stories are Anansi stories. Even this one.”
― Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys

“Charlie sat beside Spider on the edge of the cliff, in the moonlight, his legs dangling over the side.
"You know," he said, "you used to be a part of me. When we were kids."
Spider put his head on one side. "Really?"
"I think so."
"Well, that would explain a few things." He held out his hand: a seven-legged clay spider sat on the back of his fingers, tasting the air. "So what now? Are you going to take me back or something?"
Charlie's brow crinkled. "I think you've turned out better than you would have done if you were part of me. And you've had a lot more fun."
Spider said, "Rosie. Tiger knows about Rosie. We have to do something."
"Of course we do," said Charlie. It was like bookkeeping, he thought: you put entries in one column, deduct them from another, and if you've done it correctly, everything should come out right at the bottom of the page. He took his brother's hand.
They stood up and took a step forward, off the cliff –
–and everything was bright–
A cold wind blew between the worlds.
Charlie said, "You're not the magical bit of me, you know."
"I'm not?" Spider took another step. Stars were falling now by the dozen, streaking their way across the dark sky. Someone, somewhere, was playing high sweet music on a flute.
Another step, and now distant sirens were blaring. "No," said Charlie. "You're not. Mrs. Dunwiddy thought you were, I think. She split us apart, but she never really understood what she was doing. We're more like two halves of a starfish. You grew up into a whole person. And so," he said, realizing it was true as he said it, "did I.”
― Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys