C. L.

“Real men are the ones who go to sleep next to you at night, wake up next to you in the morning and hold you in their hearts all the hours in between.”
― Paula Marinaro, Game Changer

“Small reason was there to doubt, then, that ever since that almost fatal encounter, Ahab had cherished a wild vindictiveness against the whale, all the more fell for that in his frantic morbidness he at last came to identify with him, not only all his bodily woes, but all his intellectual and spiritual exasperations. The White Whale swam before him as the monomaniac incarnation of all those malicious agencies which some deep men feel eating in them, till they are left living on with half a heart and a lung. All that most maddens and torments; all that stirs up the lees of things; all truth with malice in it; all that cracks the sinews and cakes the brain; all the subtle demonisms of life and thought; all evil, to crazy Ahab, were visibly personified, and made practically assailable in Moby Dick. He piled upon the whale's white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down; and then, as if his chest had been a mortar, he burst his hot heart's shell upon it.”
― Herman Melville, Moby-Dick or, The Whale

“Don't waste your time with explanations: people only hear what they want to hear.”
― Paulo Coelho

“Does anyone ever get tired of being brave, Prosper?” I put my tiny hand in his.

He squeezed it gently and said,” Sure they do little darlin’, people get tired of being brave all the time.”

“What happens then, Prosper?” I was looking at him now, the weight of the world on my shoulders.

I heard something catch in the back of his throat and he had to clear it before he went on. “Why they call on someone who has some brave left over, that’s what they do honey.”

“Prosper?”

“Yes Raine?”

“Do you have any brave left over?”

“Little darlin’, just so happens I been saving up a bunch of brave just for you.”
― Paula Marinaro, Game Changer