Top 71 Myra McEntire Quotes
#1. Memories and emotions are all tied up. The morestrongly you feel about a situation influences how youremember it.
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#2. I'd always leaned toward the shy side but was never unsocial until I started seeing visions of people from the past. It's a really strange existence, not knowing if the person you're talking to is physically there or not. Not knowing if you're one hallucination away from a psychotic break.
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#3. I love you - broken in pieces, whole, however. No matter what the future brings, no matter what was in the past.
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#4. Aren't I supposed to be brave, fearless? Isn't that what the world expects?"
"Screw what the world expects. Think about all the things you've faced. You cracked, but you didn't break. You're still standing. I'd call that fearless. You've already conquered so much.
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#5. He's going to think I tried too had."
"He's going to be too busy looking at you to think of anything.
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#6. Funny, gorgeous, and a genius. What a package. He backed out of the parking space, smiling as he drove away.
I loved that he left crazy off the list.
I loved it even more that he would never think to add it.
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#7. Screw what the world expects. Think about all the things you've faced. You cracked, but you didn't break. You're still standing. I'd call that fearless.
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#8. If I've learned something from all this crap ... it's that living anywhere other than in the moment is a mistake ... The future is subjective.
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#9. I've not forgiven you." I could feel my legs shaking, hear the tears in my voice. "I don't know how long it's going to take me to forgive you, or if I ever will, but I'm so happy that you're here right now.
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#10. I'd never touched alcohol - doesn't mix too well with crazy pills - but I knew at that moment what it must feel like to be drunk. Everything in my world shifted, and I knew I would trade every breath I'd ever taken for more of him. In a heartbeat.
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#11. She might as well get to know the real you." Michael shrugged.
"I don't appreciate what that implies," Kaleb said through gritted teeth.
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#12. Maybe Michael left a candle burning. Maybe be forgot to turn off his iron, or the oven. Maybe he left his dishwasher running and it was flooding the place, or a thirsty plant desperately needed water.
Maybe I was way out of line.
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#13. Time travel? Saving the world? Had I fallen into a straight-to-DVD release?
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#14. Her words sounded accusatory, and after the way she'd grabbed the binder, I couldn't help going on the defensive. I'd apologize, but I'm not happy about it either.
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#15. After I pulled in, I decided in my typical fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants fashion that if anyone asked, I was going to be "lost." I hoped no one would have the opportunity to look in the car. Lost and a fancy GPS system didn't go together.
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#16. If you let a single life event define you then all you need to change things--if you want them to change--is another.
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#17. He took my face into his hands, using them to control the intensity and depth of our kiss, which quickly moved from sweet to reckless. It was the most lovely of assaults.
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#18. I am super awkward at social situations in general, and there's some major stuff going down, so I'm not going to hold to any sort of societal standard, and I'm just going to pretend like we've known each other long enough to say what's on our mind, and I hope that's okay.
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#19. Lots of unbelievable things happened. Every day. Things like gravity.
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#20. Your size makes you seem delicate, like a spiderweb. But the wise fly knows that delicate can also be strong.
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#21. I smiled back as he walked away, but all the lovely butterflies in my stomach landed one by one in a cold, dead heap.
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#22. This girl was so authentic she probably had a trademark stamped on her ass.
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#23. Offering to help me implies I'm in distress. I'm not currently.
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#24. I wanted to be alone with him. Really alone. "Maybe we should take this back to my place." He lifted his head to look at me, a strange expression on his face. I let out a nervous giggle. "That sounded better in my head."
"It sounded pretty damn good out of it.
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#25. We all love and we all lose and we go on loving just the same.
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#26. We reached to pick up the vase at the same time, and our fingertips touched. A current of energy pulsed through his hand to mine. My skin felt too small, stretched too tight, as if searching out more exposure to his. I heard several pings, and the table went dark.
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#27. No matter what your reality looks like, you're the girl I'm in love with today, and the same girl I'll be in love with tomorrow and all the days after that. Not just because of who you are, but because of who you were.
It's all part of your story, Em. And I want to be a part of your story, too.
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#28. I'm never going to see him again. There were so many things I didn't say, and after my parents ... I swore I'd never leave anything unsaid. But I did. Now he's gone.
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#29. Forget sleeping in it. I'd also shoved a bookcase in front of the door and forbidden anyone else to go in. Thomas didn't say a word.
But he did start perusing local real estate listings.
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#30. Didn't I just ask you to stop asking questions?"
"You asked me to stop for one second. You should have been more specific if you wanted longer." Having a big brother taught me quite a bit about arguing with the intent to wear down my opponent.
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#31. It's amazing what flipping a grown man over her shoulder does for a girl.
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#32. I'm a bad ass. A bad ass who bakes when he's depressed.
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#34. Crazy like he's a serial killer, or crazy like he attends Star Trek conventions in full costume?"
"That's only crazy if you dress like a Klingon," I pointed out.
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#35. I realized I'd never asked him about his major. Probably wasn't time travel.I didn't think our local college was quite that progressive.
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#36. If you were my child, I would staple you to your bedroom wall.
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#37. My breath caught in my throat.
Buttered biscuits and honey.
You're not what I expected.
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#38. The tears formed and I fought not to blink, knowing if one tiny wet drop escaped, the battle would be over.
I lost.
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#40. And I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I was in the right place-okay," I amended when he raised his eyebrows. "The wrong place at the right time." More head shaking.
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#41. I was grateful I could attach my feelings for him to something, even a scientific connection. Chemistry. I thought about the amount of energy we produced when we accidentally touched and had a brief vision of what it would be like if our lips met. Would the world explode around us?
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#42. Most of what I say is complete truth. My edit button is broken.
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#43. Getting a full-body buzz with a guy I'd just met was as weird as seeing dead people. But much more enjoyable.
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#44. Aren't you just a knight in shining armor? ... Wherever do you keep your horse? And who scoops up the crap it leaves behind?
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#45. It was good for a while, being empty. I didn't hurt anymore. But as time went on, it was like I could hear myself from far away, begging for permission to come back.
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#46. I mean, they were really high and pointy, and although I'm not clumsy, they were potentially lethal both to me and anyone in my general vicinity.
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#47. He bent down burying his face in my neck. I reached back to grab onto the iron bars behind me to hold myself up. My jacket slipped off my shoulders. I was pretty sure I was on fire and at that moment I would have sworn that bursting into flame was a glorious way to go.
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#48. Are you really reading that, or are you just trying to show off?" I asked, lowering myself into the seat.
He looked over the paper, opened his mouth, and a torrent of foreign words flew out.
"Okay, sorry, just asking. Wait, how many of those were curse words?
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#49. It's different this time."
"It was different last time."
Thomas tried again. "This guy-"
"Has a third eye you can visibly see?
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#50. Nothing is going on."
"Hey, you're the one who tried to knock a security camera off the side of a building. That's a lot of pent-up frustration.
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#51. I don't need any bonus material to throw me over the edge later.
Or don a flight of stairs, under a bus, and straight back to the mental ward.
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#52. There's not a boy alive like the one in my dreams.
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#53. I'm simply reminding you that you're worth more than what you'll find at the bottom of a bottle.
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#54. Spies should be able to endure torture and still keep their secrets. I spilled mine out like pennies from a broken piggy bank.
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#55. It turns out, teachers think of glitter as the herpes of craft world- impossible to contain or exterminate. (Beer Buckets and Baby Jesus)
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#56. Autumn always fascinated me - so much beauty in dying. Leaves holding on until the bitter end, finally going down in a blaze of glory, almost as if they were trying to convince us to keep them alive.
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#57. My heart stumbled a little, but the tenderness in his voice kept me from falling.
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#58. Emerson, you just shared your deepest secret with me. I value that. Don't make light of it.
If he wasn't already holding my heart in the palm of his hand, I would have taken it out and given it to him.
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#59. You are sweetness and light. Human cotton candy.
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#60. I don't know what any of this means, but I know that when I thought you were gone, I couldn't breathe. It felt like half of me was missing." I kept babbling, my edit button not only broken, but completely obliterated. "I'm seventeen. Who feels like this at seventeen?
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#61. Unless you're trying to make a pile of bread crumbs to find your way home, you should probably give that roll a break.
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#62. Tuxedo Guy looked even better the closer he got to us- tall wide shoulders, smooth skin, those lips.
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#63. You know, Scarlett, Rhett didn't give a damn, and frankly, I don't either.
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#64. Michael put the paper down and leaned across the table toward me, unexpectedly intense. "What do you want?"
"I already ordered an espresso," I answered, reflexively leaning back.
"No, I mean what do you want from life?"
"Good morning to you, too. Isn't it a little early for philosophy?
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#65. If he wasn't already holding my heart in the palm of his hand, I would have taken it out and given it to him right then.
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#66. It's not my goal to freak you out."
"Too bad," I answered. "Because that one was so solid it didn't even touch the net." Swish.
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#68. I had a dilemma. I could find absolutely no good reason to slap the girl standing in the kitchen doorway. And I really wanted one.
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#69. His expression practically hung out a shingle announcing the topic was off-limits.
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#70. He made no attempt to move toward me but stood still, his bright blue eyes assessing me. I shivered. He was giving my goose bumps a field day.
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#71. It was a kiss good-bye. I didn't think I'd ever see you again, and I didn't want to die without knowing what kissing you felt like." He groaned. "It all sounds so dramatic.
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