Top 44 Elizabeth Smart Quotes
#1. Always that tyrannical love reaches out. Soft words shrivel me like quicklime. She will not allow me to be cold, hungry. She will insist that I take her own coat, her own food.
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#3. I feel helpless, hopeless, too low to call out, too weak to think. Impotent tears dribble down.
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#4. Do I want to, can I face my own pain alone now? Shock keeps horror at bay. Hands off. Distanced by mist and pride and drink and friends and necessities like food, babies, fires ... So the pain sits still, crouching, heavy, occupying all my inside, always, all the time, whatever my outside does.
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#5. April 19
And now it is spring. Birds are singing. Wistful notes and jubilant. And bare streets and no need for coats, and skipping ropes and bicycles and a thin new moon.
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#6. I like to think that we're not defined by what happens to us ... because so many times they're beyond our control. I like to think that we're defined by our choices and our decisions.
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#7. When faced with pain and evil, we have to make a choice.
We can choose to be taken by the evil.
Or we can try to embrace the good.
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#8. There was a point that I stopped crying. It's not just because I didn't feel pain anymore, not because I didn't feel sorrow. It was just to keep going. I mean, it just was to survive, to live.
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#9. The temperament of a dandelion or cosmic preservation. Where does wonder begin?
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#10. Life is a journey for us all. We all face trials. We all have ups and downs. All of us are human. But we are also the masters of our fate. We are the ones who decide how we are going to react to life.
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#11. You have to have short fingernails or they'd just break off, and you can't wear red polish - it looks like your fingers are bleeding.
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#12. Sleep tries to seduce me by promising a more reasonable tomorrow.
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#13. If I had my wilderness, nature could be my lover. What can I do in the paved streets for my thirsty roots? I waste time. I encourage fools. I slip the vital hours into penny slot machines
to pass time, to start my stuck wheels only love can oil.
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#14. You have to be slightly blind to believe in any cause.
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#15. I have learned to smoke because I need something to hold onto.
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#16. All time is now, and time can do no better. Nothing can ever be more now than now, and before this nothing was.
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#17. Music is the unspoken language that can convey feelings more accurately than talking ever could.
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#18. I must spin good ghosts out of my hope to oppose the hordes at my window. If those who look in see me condescend to barricade the door, they will know too much and crowd in to overcome me.
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#19. Man is, without doubt, the defacer, the destroyer. But spending at least the last three years in trying to understand the enemy has almost seduced me to his side.
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#20. Day deceives, but at night no one is safe from hallucinations.
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#21. Who, if I cried, would hear me among the angelic orders?
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#22. Yes, I have lived through many miracles. I had experienced tender mercies that literally kept me alive. I had been carried by the love of others, and in many ways I had been blessed.
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#23. A pen is a furious weapon. But it needs a rage of will.
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#24. But those with shattered souls find it very difficult to speak.
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#25. I didn't understand most of what he was saying. I should have had to understand what he was saying. I was still so young. And I certainly should not have had to learn it this way!
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#26. He is mad.
I am mad too, with an inward curtain-like madness. A pall.
There is no illumination.
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#27. How can I be kind? How can I find bird-relief in the nest-building of day-to-day? Necessity supplies no velvet wing with which to escape. I am indeed and mortally pierced with the seeds of love.
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#28. Swearing invulnerably, I measure mercilessly his shortcomings, and with luxurious scorn, ask who could be ensnared there.
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#29. It's because I'm only interested in the big things that I'm not interested in politics.
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#30. The long days seduce all thought away, and we lie like the lizards in the sun, postponing our lives indefinitely.
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#31. Only remember: I am not the ease, but the end.
I am not to blind you, but to find you.
What you think is the sirens singing to lure you to your doom is only the voice of the inevitable, welcoming you after so long a wait. I was made only for you.
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#32. The page is as white as my face after a night of weeping. It is as sterile as my devastated mind. All martyrdoms are in vain. He also is drowning in the blood of too much sacrifice.
Lay aside the weapons, love, for all battles are lost.
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#33. Yesterday from my office window I saw a crippled girl negotiating her way across the street, her shoulders squarely braced. At each jerky movement her hair flew back like an annunciatory angel, and I saw she was the only dancer on the street.
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#35. We can choose to allow our experiences to hold us back, and to not allow us to become great or achieve greatness in this life. Or we can allow our experiences to push us forward, to make us grateful for every day we have and to be all the more thankful for those who are around us.
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#36. Work is the only only only remedy for life: for happiness, for interest, for stability, for security. Hard, willed work. Oh work!
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#37. Vanity is a vital aid to nature: completely and absolutely necessary to life. It is one of nature's ways to bind you to the earth.
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#39. I am shot with wounds which have eyes that see a world all sorrow, always to be, panoramic and unhealable, and mouths that hang unspeakable in the sky of blood
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#40. Knowing it can always get worse, I try to be grateful for whatever good I have.
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#42. What is poetry? Do not enquire. The secret dies by prying. How does the heart beat? I fainted when I saw it on the screen, opening and closing like a flower ... Poetry is like this, it is life moving, terrible, vivid. Look the other way when you write, or you might faint.
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#43. But the human spirit is resilient. God made us so. He gave us the ability to forgive. To leave our past behind. To look forward instead of back.
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#44. When we have passed our great test, we are then given opportunities to reach out to other people. We are able to effect change in a way that otherwise we wouldn't have been able to.
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