Kristie

“Wise men don't need advice. Fools won't take it.”
― Benjamin Franklin

“In the kitchen, Betsy hadn’t moved. She sat in the chair, looking mutinous, with her chin jutted out and her eyes narrowed. “I’m not going in late. Everyone will stare at me,” she said. “Who do you think you are, Madonna? A bad hair day doesn’t stop school. Get your backpack.” “No.” He looked at her. “Get your backpack and get ready, Betsy, or I’ll walk you in to first period, holding your hand.” She opened her mouth in horror, then clamped it shut. “Whatever. I’m going.”
― Kristin Hannah, Home Front

“Yrene said quietly, “The darkness belongs to you. To shape as you will. To give it power or render it harmless.” “Was it ever the Valg’s to begin with?” His words echoed into nothing. “Yes. But it is yours to keep now. This place, this final kernel of it.” It would remain in him, a scar and a reminder. “Will it grow again?” “Only if you let it. Only if you do not fill it with better things. Only if you do not forgive.” He knew she didn’t just mean others. “But if you are kind to yourself, if you—if you love yourself …” Yrene’s mouth trembled. “If you love yourself as much as I love you …”
― Sarah J. Maas, Tower of Dawn

“I woke up thinking a very pleasant thought. There is lots left in the world to read.”
― Nicholson Baker, The Anthologist