Top 100 Julie Anne Peters Quotes
#2. If I was alone I'd find something to do. Read or work on homework or doodle, fake it, so if I was alone it'd look like I wanted to be alone.
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#3. Arlo: Show her the ropes.
Finn: Where do we keep the ropes again?
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#4. When you discover the joy of reading, your mind opens to a world of wondrous discoveries and infinite possibilities.
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#6. My room is cleared. My head is cleared. Earlier, around dawn, I took out the last load of trash. I look around and see what's left. Nothing. There is no more Daelyn Rice. As I was. As I am. Or will become. I'm a blank slate
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#7. You will break God's heart if you throw His gift away. God has a heart? That's news to me.
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#9. God loves you. Life is the most precious gift from God. You will break God's heart if you throw His gift away.
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#11. They got it wrong when they called it "the closet." This was a prison. Solitary confinement. I was locked inside, inside myself, dark and afraid and alone. (Chapter. 23)
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#12. This is my vision-what I imagine I'll pass through on my way to the light. The blue sky, the clouds, the rays of light.
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#17. What awaits you? Eternal peace. Serenity. The light on the other side. What awaits me is unknown. The only certainty is that life is an eternal hell.
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#18. Black_Venus: Here it goes:
Curious mosaic
Continental drift
Parabolic metaphor
Elemental rift
Time and transposition
Conscious intermission
Assertion?
Desertion
Black_Venus: That's all I have so far. You finish it.
Me: How about Spanish Inquisition.
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#19. I got singled out. I don't know why. Why do people always target me? Is it because I'm short and they figure I can't fight back? They're right, I can't, but it's not because I'm vertically challenged.
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#21. That's love? To let someone beat you and be hateful to you? These people are all so ... Weak. Powerless to change their lives. I know the feeling. All you can do is take it. No one understands how it beats you down.
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#22. Miracles don't happen. You make them happen. They're not wishes or dreams or candles on a cake. They're not impossible. Reality is real. It's totally and completely under my control.
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#23. Sometimes I felt as if there were no tomorrows, that everything, my whole life, was crammed into one long day. A continuous stretch of meaningless time. Sometimes I even wished there was no tomorrow, if this was all I had to look forward to.
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#24. I knew right then and there nothing was ever going to change. It wouldn't matter if I was tall or short or fat or thin or absent every day. I was a loser from birth.
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#25. My mother read that parents should spend quality time with their children. One way is to sign up for organized activities together. This month we're taking meditation to free the mind. Last month it was Rolfing. Have you ever Rolfed, Tone?"
"Only after the school's shepherd's pie," I said.
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#26. That earns him a smack with my book bag.
"Ow." He clutches his arm. "What do you have in there? Books?" A grin snakes across his face. "I like my women feisty."
He adds, "I like my broken.
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#28. She smiled. "You did. And my gaydar never lies. Although later, I thought you might be bi." No, I wasn't bi. I was sure of that now. The depth of desire - it was unbelievable. That, and the certainty of this being right. Being me.
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#29. Your failures and your faults, they stick with you. They glob into ugly, cancerous growths inside you and make you want to die.
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#30. Out of sight, out of mind. My philosophy of life in a test tube.
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#31. Yet, when we talked, when we were together, she seemed so familiar. Seemed to know who I was, where I was coming from. She knew me better than I knew myself, I think. She was easy to be with. And I wanted to be with her, like all the time.
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#33. I never defended myself. Not once. I never said, "Excuse me? What gives you the right to insult and demean me?" I let them steal my dignity.
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#34. What will I become? Because I won't be me any longer. That will be a relief. I dont want to be the helpless person I've always been.
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#35. I close my eyes and black out the day. The exhaustion of living through it, surviving.
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#36. Our eyes met across the crowded room, like in the movies, except we didn't share a knowing smile and race into each other's arms. Instead I fell into the trash can.
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#37. But I'm no hero. I had to keep my dirty little secret. The worst sin I committed was holding it in; letting the secret blacken me.
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#39. Would I cheat to save my soul? No. But to save my G.P.A.? Yes.
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#40. But you'd sell your soul for it, wouldn't you? For one day of feeling beautiful.
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#41. You know what I do to forget the past? I drink my own special concoction. I call it Milk of Amnesia.
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#42. I want to tell them, Chip, Kim, there is no way to suicide-proof a person.
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#44. Really? It seems too good to be true. I don't trust it. I don't trust anyone.
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#47. I don't have alot of people to talk to. Not alot of people are worth my time.
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#50. Sometimes I'd catch myself looking at my reflection in windows and wonder who I was. Where I was going. Then the image would change and it wouldn't be me, just some nebulous shadow person.
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#51. What I know is you can't go back. You can't press delete and re-key your life.
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#53. Who becomes you? No one. No one should become me. When I die, I don't want my body or soul inhabited. I wouldn't wish me on anyone.
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#55. She responds by kissing me harder and longer and deeper. She loves me too. She's just afraid.
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#58. The worst is waking up in a hospital. Your parents are there, crying. Or your mother is yelling at the doctors and nurses. You come back wrecked. You ruin everyone's day. It won't happen again. I promise.
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#59. Then he did a strange thing. He lifted my hand to his lips and kissed my palm."
"I died. That was like the sweetest thing.
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#62. I'm sorry you don't get it, Mom. Sometimes I don't get why I do the things I do. I just know I wake up every morning and wish I was dead.
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#63. My parents will be sad for a while, and they may even blame themselves, the way they do now. Eventually they'll come to peace with my decision. I hope they'll realize I'm finally at peace.
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#64. Who will see you through the darkness? "Me," I key in the answer. "I'll find my own way.
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#65. She was in me, in my blood, invading every cell in my body. She was the one I wanted. She was the one I saw, felt, desired. This was wrong. He was wrong. It was all so wrong.
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#66. Nick!' I flinch. 'What?' Jo widens her eyes at Mom. 'Forget it, Jo,' Mom says. 'He's not ready.'
'Yes, I am,' I tell her. 'I know I don't have a dad. Kenny DiPoto doesn't have a dad either because his dad got knifed in jail.'
'Geezus,' Jo breathes. 'What kind of neighbourhood is this?
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#67. Girls scare me more than boys. Boys are cruel. Girls are mean.
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#68. I'm all she's got and if I don't make it this time ... You'll pass through the light. A ribbon of guilt twists my stomach. I'm all Kim and Chip have too. But the difference is, they'll be better off without me.
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#70. Secrets. I can't take then with me. If I do, when I go, when I arrive at my final destination, I'll be ... impure.
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#72. It doesn't matter who you love - a guy, a girl - love is love. And it's the most important thing in the world. If you have love in your life, you have everything.
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#74. It was all about hate. There should be laws. We're there laws? Can you legislate against hatred?
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#77. Is that all I am? A friend?"
"Of course not," I say. "I love you."
"Am I the only one?" she asks.
"Yes. Completely." First, last, and always.
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#78. That same piercing screech in her voice every time at the hospital. "Do something!" When I slit my wrists. "Help her!" The last time too. "Somebody help her. Help us!" You're helpless, both of you. All of us.
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#80. How does he do it? Live. With the fear of death every day. I don't fear death as much as I fear the thought of living.
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#82. Most of all I'm mad at Swanee for dying and taking from me the most precious thing I ever owned. I didn't own her, but she was mine. Mine, Liana. Do you hear me?
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#86. I didn't tell him. And I never told her the whole truth. What would it matter? There was nothing she could do; nothing anyone can do or will do.
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#87. As they were carting him off on a gurney, all I could think was, I wish that was me.
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#88. The stone bench is gray. The grass is gray. My life is dirty gray
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#89. People don't change. There are two kinds of people in the world: winners and losers. Black and white. I don't know where gray fits in, or if you can even live in that shade.
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#90. No one else knows I'm alive, which means they won't notice when I'm gone.
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#92. I know it's hard on her. If I don't tell her she'll kill me." He pauses. "That was supposed to be funny.
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#94. Year after year. "Please don't make me go [to school]" "You have to go," Kim would say. "It's a new school, make a new start." "Sticks and stones." from Chip. Words will only kill you.
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#95. I'd decided to write him and tell him to leave me alone. Please, in a nice way, go away, I really can't deal with you.
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#96. I hope they remember the good stuff, when I was a baby, a toddler, when they still had hopes and dreams for their little girl, their miracle child. In truth they were good to me. They were only doing what they knew how to do; what they thought was best.
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#97. She's still doing it, pushing me into situations I can't handle, making me cope. She knows I can't cope.
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#98. I suppose I'll be remembered as dull. Timid. No one ever knew me. People came. They went. I was kind, I think. Not sympathetic, but considerate of others. I always gave up my place in line. I loaned out pencils and paper, or let people take them from me. I never reported a sexual assault.
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#99. Take it as a token. Because tomorrow when I go, I want you to believe friends are possible.
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