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Triumph And Tragedy Quotes

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Clara Kensie
“Some stories won't have a happy ending, but there's always hope that the next one will. Hope is everything. Even when there's nothing else. Especially when there's nothing else.”
Clara Kensie, Aftermath

Clara Kensie
“My Keeper took everything from me: my home, my family, my voice. He made me powerless. But I'm home now. It may be split in two, but I have it back. My family may be broken, but I have it back. I have my voice back. I am not powerless anymore.”
Clara Kensie, Aftermath

D. Dauphinee
“It doesn't matter now that they lived and died, but rather did they make a difference?”
D. Dauphinee, Highlanders Without Kilts

D. Dauphinee
“She felt the pain--an unspeakable pain--welling up from some unfamililiar place in her gut.”
D. Dauphinee, The River Home

K.D.  Kind
“Sometimes, beautiful things needed to break in order to achieve an even more beautiful end.”
K. D KIND, The Iron Tithe

Debasish Mridha
“Success is living life with all of its songs and melodies, triumphs and tragedies.”
Debasish Mridha

Clara Kensie
“Alexa's face whitens. The coil of hair loosens itself from her finger. "You did it for me. You never fought back. Because you thought you were keeping me safe."
I pull up my gaze to meet hers. "Yeah."
"I--" It's a strangled, high-pitched sound, laced with shock and grief. Then she bites her lips shut. Her chin trembles, just once, before she turns away.”
Clara Kensie, Aftermath

Clara Kensie
“My sister has never not told me something before. We used to share every secret, every thought. While I was in the attic, it felt like we were forever far away. Now I'm with her again. We're so close that we're touching, but there's still a distance between us.”
Clara Kensie, Aftermath

Clara Kensie
“The only thing that gave me comfort in the attic was thinking about my family. Now I'm home, but it's not the home I imagined. Not the family I imagined. I'd convinced myself that they'd continued on with their happy, carefree lives without me, that they were doing it double, because I couldn't do it at all.
I was wrong.”
Clara Kensie, Aftermath

Clara Kensie
“Each second of my four years, two months, and seven days in the attic dragged on forever, and nothing ever changed. But outside the attic, everything changed, and so violently fast. Destruction and devastation for all of us, whether we were in the attic or out.”
Clara Kensie, Aftermath

Clara Kensie
“I say to my sister, "I thought you were doing the things in our Dream Book. I was sure of it."
"Why would I do that stuff without you?"
"Because you could."
"Well, you were wrong.”
Clara Kensie, Aftermath

Clara Kensie
“Something contracts in my chest. The air shifts, grows heavy and dense as mud. Alexa twists her hair around her finger and whispers, "Didn't you even try to escape, Charlotte?”
Clara Kensie, Aftermath

Clara Kensie
“Hope is made of air, and wishes. An empty box wrapped in shiny paper.
And now Dad wants me to be the ambassador of hope for his foundation. How can I be the ambassador of hope, when hope doesn't change anything? When unrealized hopes only bring pain and despair?”
Clara Kensie, Aftermath

Clara Kensie
“Dad thinks I'm ready to fly around the country as the Ambassador of Hope, but Mom thinks I'm a frail little bird with broken wings.”
Clara Kensie, Aftermath

Clara Kensie
“So many cameras are on me. This press conference is going to be on every news channel and posted on the internet. Thousands, maybe millions of people will see me. And they will all be thinking: Victim. Victim. Victim.”
Clara Kensie, Aftermath

Clara Kensie
“My friend Bailey is looking at me with tears in her eyes and a smile of pure joy. She sees me, the real me, not the broken little bird that my mother sees, or the Ambassador of Hope that my father sees, or the girl who was stupid enough to walk off with a stranger and ruin everyone's lives that my sister sees. Bailey sees me as I want to be: a normal, non-newsworthy, non-broken, non-victimized sixteen-year-old girl.”
Clara Kensie, Aftermath

Clara Kensie
“My father is using me as a message of hope. My sister is using me as a message of fear.
I don't want to be used by anybody.”
Clara Kensie, Aftermath

Clara Kensie
“My Keeper's house. Right there. Brown shingles, dark red shutters, yellow-and-black police tape wrapped around the massive tree trunks. The attic window looks out over the yard and the world narrows until that attic window is the only thing I can see.”
Clara Kensie, Aftermath

Richie Norton
“The great challenge in life is to turn tragedies into triumphs, sadness into success and confusion into confidence. ⁣”
Richie Norton

“Sometimes, beautiful things needed to break in order to achieve an even more beautiful end.”
K.D. Kind

Abhijit Naskar
“Puny minds care about triumph and worry about tragedy, transformers only care about one thing - transformation.”
Abhijit Naskar, Dervish Advaitam: Gospel of Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers

“Fight. Fight for the love of your partner. Fight for the love of your children. Fight for the man staring triumphantly, broken or anything in between , in the reflection of your mirror.”
Traver Boehm, Man Uncivilized

“Fight. Fight for the love of your partner. Fight for the love of your children. Fight for the man staring triumphantly, broken or anything in between, in the reflection of your mirror.”
Traver Boehm, Man Uncivilized

Nicole T.   Smith
“I think the longer you look at light, the more it changes.”
Nicole T. Smith, We Have Shadows Too

Hagir Elsheikh
“If I learned one thing from my ride in this world thus far, it is never to take anything for granted. Life has a way of humbling us, and anytime I felt I mastered this game of life, it proved me wrong. So, my advice is to live this life to the fullest and make your existence count. When you complete this journey, don’t depart without leaving your marks. Make sure that your time here is worthy.”
Hagir Elsheikh, Through Tragedy and Triumph: A Life Well Traveled

Hagir Elsheikh
“The watchtower is still there, I bet.
But I am no longer confined by it.
I have climbed higher, thrived,
and built a life that no longer
fits within its narrow walls.”
Hagir Elsheikh, Dreamer In Chains: Poems of Exile and Resilience

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