Top 100 Carrie Ryan Quotes
#1. It's not always about tomorrow and the day after that - what we achieve over the years and how we leave the world. Sometimes it's about today.
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#2. I can't compare the lives I could have lived. One would have been comfort and security. But the other ... " She sighs. "It was the most love and the most pain and the most wonder I could have ever known.
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#3. We are nothing more than our stories and who we love. What we pass on, how we exist ... it's having people remember who we are. We're terrible at that in this world. At remembering. At passing it on.
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#4. I'd been hoping to get close enough to Grey to gain access to his room, but I hadn't expected it to come so easily. All those convoluted plans and all I really had to do was stammer and blush.
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#5. It's as if there is infinity between our lips and we will never actually touch. Like math, where dividing by half can last for eternity.
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#6. You're stubborn- anyone ever tell you that before?
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#7. Trauma always has a way of accelerating relationships, creating intimacy where none existed before.
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#8. He presses his lips to my jaw, to the corner of my mouth, to my ear. "I promise I'll find you again," he whispers. "I promise you I'll remember you. And I promise I'll love you.
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#9. I think about how fragile we are here - like fish in a glass bowl with darkness pressing in on every side.
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#10. What if I don't know what I want?" I ask her, voicing the fear that rages through me. "What if I never know? What if I'm wrong?
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#11. As if she is lost in that picture, lost in the blur of water and sky and I am the only thing holding her firm.
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#12. I wonder what right we have to believe our childhood dreams will come true.
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#13. That's what I've started to learn about this world. It might give, but it always takes away.
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#14. We will always survive. There is always hope.
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#15. I sit with my knees pulled in tight and my arms wrapped around my shins. I can no longer feel my feet, as if blood refuses to spread so far from my heart.
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#16. My mother use to tell me about the ocean.
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#17. I catch my breath but he's not finished. I love you, Annah. And if you're willing to risk everything to be with me, then I'm willing to risk everything to be with you. I'm going to keep fighting for you, every day of my life. If you'll have me.
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#18. -you can think you know someone and then they say something or do something and suddenly everything changes.
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#19. Always," I tell him. He catches his breath and I lean away until I can see his eyes. "I'm scared of losing my heart to you. But I think it's a risk I'm willing to take.
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#20. She must face the forest of her mother's past in order to save herself and the one she loves.
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#21. Do you ever think it's the dead that have the happy ending? Just they don't have to worry about surviving."
"But they're dead," he says
"Yeah. That means they don't have to remember anything."
Elias shakes his head. "That means they can't ever love."
I snort. "So they don't know loss.
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#22. In the beginning, it said, we did not understand the extent of it. I
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#23. As I stare at the blank page, I am at once awash inwords but unable to find the ones I want to use.
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#24. I know in my life there have been breaches, but I also know that I am very good at blocking out the memories that serve me no purpose.
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#25. Rollo the Walker. Who are you?"
"Dak," he answered. It seemed like Rollo expected more. "Uh, Dak the, er ... Cheese Eater?
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#26. His voice in my mind is soft, just out of reach like a spent echo. I wonder if these memories are worth holding on to. Are worth the burden. I wonder what purpose they serve.
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#27. how it can be that I have lost everything in my life but this journey. This hope that there is an end.
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#28. Here, in the bustling stalls of the market, he's anonymous. And it's obvious how much he prefers it this way.
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#30. I remember my mother telling me earlier that we are nothing more than our stories. I look at the masses of dead flesh, at all the stories that are now forever silenced.
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#31. She feels like someone has planted a tree in her chest and then pressed fast foward on the world, branches growing and twisting and pushing her apart from the inside.
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#32. I think about the sound the waves made against the walls of the lifeboat. A hushing sort of whisper that I'd eventually found comforting.
It had become, for me, the reckoning of death.
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#33. I feel as though I'm a storm inside and the waves of it can be seen in my eyes.
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#34. We're both just human. Nothing more. But also nothing less.
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#35. But then he whispers, "It will be okay, Mary." He pulls my head down to his chest and he wraps both his arms around me and all I can think is why can't life just stop here and now and leave us be in this moment.
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#36. In the moment between my mother's death and her Return, I stop believing in God.
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#37. Would you leave your world for me?" he asks.
"I might." she tells him. She wonders how the world ever fell apart with this much love in it.
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#38. She prays to God, but He's silent. She searches for guidance, but the forest only moans.
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#39. Darkness grew where it would and took what it wanted. It staked its claim and never let go. And no one else could pry you free of it.
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#40. Sometiems it's those things you can't touch that you need to hold onto most.
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#41. Survivors aren't always the strongest; sometimes they're the smartest, but more often simply the luckiest.
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#42. It makes it seem as though there's no door between us at all. The sound of water gathering, cascading, trailing along the planes, ridges, and hollows of his naked body feels more intimate than if he were standing in front of me wearing nothing at all.
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#43. Now that I've said this, I can't help but say more, can't help but speak the words that have been gathering in my head like dark clouds before the storm, building pressure and growing, and rolling over themselves in chaos.
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#44. We're set in motion and then we spend our lives maintaining that motion, but to what end? For what purpose?
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#45. I am nothing except this: a girl reborn of the deep ocean silence, meant for nothing but vengeance.
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#46. I much prefer the colors dancing in my mind.
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#47. But of course everything presses forward, even as we dig our feet against the reality of it all.
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#48. Ironically, by struggling so hard to circumvent the prophecy of his death at the hand of his son, Laius became instrumental in its coming to pass.
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#49. Maybe if she'd invited him into the forest all those years ago, things would have ended differently. But she doubted it. Darkness grew where it would and took what it wanted. It staked its claim and never let go.
And no one could pry you free of it.
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#50. wonder how it is that we are never truly prepared for death. How
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#51. The more we lose, the more we become the survivors.
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#52. I will always need you," I whisper. "All of this time I've waited for you. And you were never coming for me. Why did you let me wait for you?
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#53. Sometimes it's the mistakes that turn out to be the
best parts of life,
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#54. Rage is a powerful emotion, strong enough not just to burn away pain but also to sear back the whispering tendrils of fear.
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#55. He stares at the two girls. Two broken bodies that moments before had been whole.
He did this. He helped to break the world.
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#56. Step outside what's comfortable and safe.
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#57. [In my dream] they slide their lips over my skin, whispering whispering whispering. They tell me their names, they tell me their lives, they tell me their pain ... I can't struggle, I can't stop laughing, I can't resist these people who once were.
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#58. I know,' Jed says. I'm thrown over his shoulder and I can feel how his body shakes and I know that he is crying. For me, for Beth. And I wonder if there was ever a crueler world than this one that forces us to kill the people we love most.
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#59. Afraid of the tangle of words twisting around my own tongue, I swallow and place my hand against the thick wood of the Barrier.
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#60. Do you still believe that if you truly want something enough it can happen? I ask. I think of all the times I wanted to stop the world from spinning, all the times I wanted to go back and start over again. All the things I've wanted to undo or take back. Did I not want them enough?
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#61. Every night I drown and every morning I wake up struggling to breathe.
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#62. I glance back at Shepherd. His eyes betray his mixture of revulsion and curiosity. It's obvious he knows he shouldn't want to hear this, that the horror is too great, yet he can't stop himself from listening.
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#63. That's one of the benefits of being an orphan: instant sympathy.
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#64. She swears you can make it stop by forgiving and moving forward. I'm moving forward, but I'll never forgive.
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#65. With our seat belts still fastened, there's no way for us to move closer, at least not without clearly stating our intentions to do so. And this is all too young and new for that.
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#66. There is a world out there, out beyond us. And now we are part of this world. It is terrifying and wonderful
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#67. Because I do not accept the hand of God; I do not believe in divine intervention or predestination. I cannot believe that our paths are pre-chosen and that our lives have no will. That there is no such thing as choice.
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#68. She stood on the pile of rubble, her sword held high in such a way that it gleamed in the damp morning. She looked bold and fierce - unlike the science geek who'd been his best friend for years.
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#69. Do you think the dead don't know what they've lost? Don't you ever wonder why they seek human flesh? That maybe it's their way of believing again? Of living again - if even for that one pure moment that blood pulses inside their mouths?
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#70. I realize that sometimes death comes before you expect it. That while we are rarely prepared for our friends, family and loved ones to die, we are never prepared for our own deaths. Never prepared to reconcile our own regrets.
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#71. Would you ever give up the ocean for me?
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#72. Is that all we have left? Is that all we are? Lights on a map that are slowly dying, hanging on for nothing?
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#73. Broken things can be made whole again. Perhaps not as they were before, but maybe stronger this time.
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#74. Habits die hard and absence doesn't stop my fingers from searching.
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#75. When you only look at the sky," she whispered, "it's like nothing's changed.
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#76. I just sat there, staring out towards the darkness of the ocean and the starlight flashing off the crests of the waves and knew that we were all part of this bigger whole. That somehow I mattered in the course of things and a part of me would always have left its mark on this world.
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#77. Could I really let her die? I ask myself.
The most alarming realization is the sudden and sure answer: yes.
I could absolutely let her die.
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#78. I stare at the way the tracks of her tears break across her jaw and along her neck, at how it looks like her face, once shattered, has been carefully put back together. And I wonder if that's what my scars really are: proof that I've put myself back together again.
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#79. I realize that that's been my problem all along. Not only wanting comfort and security and safety, but looking to others to find it when I need to find it inside myself.
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#80. I need him with an urgency that I cannot escape.
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#81. He is always there for her,always waiting. The most constant companion anyone could pray for. One of these days she will return to him. She will feel that desire again, that need beyond human comprehension, and they will be together forever.
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#82. But I don't know how to tell him all this. That I'm scared and I don't know how to be normal. I'm broken, just like him, and I'm not sure I can fix myself.
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#83. How we all make mistakes. And how sometimes those mistakes make our life richer.
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#84. As I pass by him, I feel a crackle of tension between us. A slow heat begins its way into my cheeks, mirroring the flush in Grey's, and I realize that I hadn't been the only one acutely aware of his nakedness in the shower.
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#85. [F]inding the end of the path [is] not quite as important as the journey to getting there.
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#86. It's the most beautiful thing in the world." he says, "I just ... " He pauses and looks back into the fire. "I just kept walking. Wrapped in this white nothingness.
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#87. We forget that the rest of live can be just as dangerous. I think about how fragile we are here
like fish in a glass bowl with the darkness pressing in on every side.
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#88. As expected, extreme and complete isolation was the cause of her immense strength and speed. God help us all, we will send her to the Forest to see how long she lasts, to better understand her. It is through her sacrifice that we grow stronger. It is through His glory that we survive. I
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#89. You stay safe, You love. You survive. You laugh and cry and struggle and sometimes you fail and sometimes you succeed. You Push.
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#90. The bodies. Oh God, the bodies. And the blood and the screams and the smell of it all, like overripe peaches stuffed with pennies.
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#91. I can feel the possibility between us.
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#92. The rule of thumb is that a body can only go three minutes without air, three days without water, and three weeks without food. Libby and I were adrift for seven days.
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#93. We're the winners because we get to live. Because we get to survive. Despite the pain of this life, we get to feel.
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#94. Life is never that simple. And the fact that it's not that simple to you means only one thing: You're still alive.
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#95. The living used to wonder what happened after death. She said that whole religions were born and evolved around this one simple uncertainty.
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#96. If your friend really cared about you he wouldn't let you take such risks.
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#97. The broken ones need someone to fight for them even harder.
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#98. I want to sleep, I want dreams to pull me from this world and make me forget. To stop the memories from swirling around me. To put an end to this ache that consumes me.
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#99. It's one thing to know a truth in your head but another to understand it in your heart.
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#100. You could open the door, Frances whispers. Find your way through the steam, not even bothering to remove your clothes before stepping in with him.
His hands could slide along where your thin shirt molds against your hips. His fingers could find the hem, slowly gather it, inching higher.
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