Mrs Kehoe Quotes

#1. Eilis replied to say that it was not just Mrs Kehoe, who was not in any way extravagant, it was everyone in America, they all kept their heating on all night. As

Colm Toibin

#2. Do I dare ask him for what I want,
As if I knew it,
Could find it on some page
In some chapter
In some book?

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#3. The woman who is liberated must never cross the line in which we ask men to examine their actions; we are a country built on the ideas, ingenuity, canniness, and downright brutality of man - to question their motives is to question our existence.

Kristen Kehoe

#4. Almost nine years later, I know that stars don't burn forever, and even the brightest can shatter into a million, burning sparks before falling from the sky.

Kristen Kehoe

#5. I met someone who showed me exactly how it felt to let go, to leave the person I've become for the person I wanted to be.

Kristen Kehoe

#6. Four laughs vibrate in harmony,
Warm
Delicious
Real.

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#7. Now, the edges of these memories sharpen.
I see the cracks in the studio floor beneath her feet,
The lack of turnout in her fifth position.

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#8. I play the music of Steven
for Steven;
ragged, helpless,
it owns me, enveloping me
with an incomprehensible love -

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#9. I calculate the breadth of Steven's shoulders, now wider than mine;
watch him tear open the Blokus game he likes to play with me after school;
count the hours between now and Dad coming home to take over
and I am only a little afraid
of the night.

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#10. I am pretty sure the myth of me
Is better than the reality.

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#11. I wish I could concentrate on dancing
Instead of spending so much time pretending
I am still in junior high
But with Rem, I want to be sixteen
Or, like Alice in Wonderland,
Sometimes smaller,
Sometimes bigger still.

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#12. it's not the destination; it's the perspective.

Kristen Kehoe

#13. I hover over myself
Watching.
Mind and body separated,
Each in control
As though there are two puppeteers
Working the strings of my marionette self.

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#14. Your life is in your hands, to make of it what you choose.

John Kehoe

#15. Thank God there are places
with sounds that make me cry
from beauty,
not from pain.

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#16. Maybe that's why when he looks at her, he sees more. Sees everything.

Kristen Kehoe

#17. Life is a big story. Music is just one way to tell it, to realize how many tales all kinds of people share.

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#18. It's always easier to wonder, to ask yourself what if, to think you could have done it differently, should have done it differently.

Kristen Kehoe

#19. Plants are like people: they're all different and a little bit strange.

John Kehoe

#20. Are we alike
In that in-betweenness?
Can he see,
When I smile my blue eyes back
At his brown ones,
The country-city-woman-girl
Dancer, student
Bewildered
Unbelonging
Yearning?

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#21. It's all about choices! You choose, you make the rules, not tobacco companies, not addiction

John Kehoe

#22. Dare I tell them that since I came here to dance
I have been giving pieces of my body away
To ridiculous diets,
To repeated injuries,
To Remington?
And that maybe
I think
With each bit of my body
I lose a little piece of my soul

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#23. Almost All Problem Areas Of Your Life Are Caused By Faulty Belief Systems. You Are The Cause Of Your Problems And You Are The Solution To Your Problems.

John Kehoe

#24. If we work for social change - and it is good to do such things - let us always do it with an awakened heart big enough for all. There is no enemy; there is only ignorance. There is no one to hate, only many to love.

John Kehoe

#25. Am I lonelier now
Than when my sad imagination
Had him disappear?
Heart torn,
Loosing tiny droplets
Of sorrow
No tape can measure
No needle can mend.

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#26. The tips of my overgrown bangs
dip into the wet of my tears.
My fingers, forehead, moisten with sweat.
I fight the slipperiness, press the valves firmly,
play the love, the hate,
the misery, the hope,
the freedom that I wanted, never wanted, can't have;
that doesn't exist.

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#27. The dusty library air is electric with secrets/ almost palpable in the thick quiet that bounces between/ Cal and those books and me

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#28. It seems to me that every day
Is an audition.

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#29. Your circumstances and situations never keep you down. The only things that keep you down and keep you stuck are your thoughts.

John Kehoe

#30. Her body disappears like my voice
When I look too closely in the mirror
Without the pages of a notebook, a pen
To save me.

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#31. Wish my life were inside a book
So I could turn to the ending,
See if it is a love story
Or a gothic disaster.

Stasia Ward Kehoe

#32. Does it matter that people and things
Have words,
Have names?
If not,
Why read any book?
A litany of useless letters
Detached from bone, muscle.
Or are words the only things that make the muscle, bone, memory, movement,
Person
Real?

Stasia Ward Kehoe