The River Quotes

“You had to be willing to fight in order for a love story to last a life time.”
― Cristina Marrero, The Unsung Love Story

“Love is a wild fire that cannot be contained by any mere element known to man.”
― Cristina Marrero, The Unsung Love Story

“For the first time in my life, I said the words, “I need a drink.”
― Cristina Marrero, The Unsung Love Story

“See, the institutions and specialist, experts, you see. Yes, yes,
experts, indeed. See, they would have us believe that there is an order
to art. An explanation. Humans are odd creatures in that way. Always
searching for a formula. Yes, a formula to create an expected norm for
unexplainable greatness. A cook book you might say. Yes, a recipe
book for life, love, and art. However, my dear, let me tell you. Yes,
there is no such thing. Every individual is unique in their own design,
as intended by God himself. We classify, yes, always must we classify,
for if not, then we would be lost, yes lost now wouldn't we?
Classification, order, expectations, but alas, we forget. For what is art,
if not the out word expression of an artist. It is the soul of the artisan
and if his expectations are met, than who are we to judge whether his
work be art or not?”
― Cristina Marrero, The Unsung Love Story

“Yesterday is gone and you can't change it.
There are no guarantees for tomorrow, so save it.
The best stuff is now, so live today and don't dare waste it.”
― Michael Neale, The River

“There was something satisfying in a cessation of paddling on smooth water. It was like watching a flock of ducks all stop beating at once and sail over a bank of trees on extended wings.”
― Peter Heller, The River

“Wynn looked downstream at the course of sky curving away between walls of living woods. Soon the channel of firmament would pulse with a star, then three, then a hundred, and it would keep filling and deepening until the stars sifted and flowed between the tops of the trees in their own river, whose coves and bends would mirror the one they were on...The river of stars would find its way to its own bay and its own ocean of constellations and Wynn imagined, as he had before, that the water and the stars might sing to each other in a key inaudible, usually, to the human ear.”
― Peter Heller, The River

“You found out more when you left where you lived. He had found out already this morning that he had been made by a carpenter named Jesus Christ. Before he had thought it had been a doctor named Sladewall ....”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man Is Hard to Find and Other Stories

“The sun is the father of all things on the earth. Just as the river is the mother which protects and nurtures us, the sun nourishes us too. He punishes us also, but he does so to strengthen us.”
― T.M Cicinski, From Whence The Rivers Run

“And the eagles. They seemed to mark the canoe's progress from the gray spires of dead spruce, spaced downriver like watchmen on some lost frontier...”
― Peter Heller, The River

“Late August, a clear night becoming cold. There was no aurora borealis, just the dense sparks of the stars blown from their own ancient fire.”
― Peter Heller, The River