Top 100 Sarah Ockler Quotes
#1. Rules are rules, yet still
trumped always by kindness and human decency.
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#2. Nothing ever really goes away
it just changes into something else. Something beautiful.
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#3. Oh, so you're untouchable, huh, Delilah? You and your fucked-up relationship with your mother and everyone else in your life? Great. Does getting pissed at me make it better? does it fix ANYTHING?"
"You! Can't! Fix! Me!
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#4. Abby's my sister, Hudson. We're twins."
"Oh thank God! I mean thank God ... that you ... have a sister ... what a special ... um, napkin?
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#5. This is mine, I thought. Music. Rhythm. The intense rush that came from connecting with something so deeply, so right. No matter that I couldn't sing. I could breathe. I could dance. I could move. The music was still in me. It always would be.
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#6. Anger was sharp edged and clear. Grief was messy, blurry.
But in the end both left you hollowed out inside.
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#7. What good are all those bits of nostalgia when the one thing that truly holds you to a place - the one thing that really makes it home over any other dot on the map - crumbles?
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#8. Maybe he's just ... craving the meatloaf?"
Dani hops off the counter and gives me the once over. "Craving the meatloaf? Is that what the kids are calling it now?
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#9. Through pictures, we cut reality in pieces. We selected only the choicest moments, discarding the rest as if they'd never happened.
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#10. Don't settle, okay? Not for anything. I mean it. You only get this one chance at life, far as I know. Take it. Even if its not with me.
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#12. I just swallow hard.
Nod and smile.
One foot in front of the other.
I'm fine, thanks for not asking.
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#13. This boy wore the ocean in his eyes, green-gray-blue, ever shifting, and I recognized him immediately. Knew before he said another word that he was as dangerous as he was beautiful.
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#14. His pink fingers found the shell around my neck, touched it softly. He lifted it and saw the scar. His brow furrowed.
He whispered, "Is your voice inside the shell?"
I smiled a little sadly.
"That's okay," he said. "We don't have to talk to be friends.
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#15. I used to think certain people in my life were the real deal. That we'd stay tight forever.
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#16. When one dream burns to ash, you don't crumble beneath it. You get on your hands and knees, and you sift through those ashes until you find the very last ember, the very last spark. Then you breathe. You breathe. You fucking breathe. And you make a new fire.
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#18. I like him, okay?"
"No you don't. You 'well I'm un I don't know um I guess yeah maybe' him.
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#19. My eyes were closed and his mouth tasted like marzipan flowers and clove cigarettes, and in ten seconds the whole of my life was wrapped up in that one kiss, that one wish, that one secret that would forever divide my life into two parts.
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#20. Blackthorn? Please. Shut. Up. I grab the collar of his jacket and pull him into me, answering every last protest with a kiss- a real one, deep and intentional.
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#21. Mom asked for a cupcake miracle? Well, here comes the freaking holy angel of icing, at your service.
Hudson
Angel icing? That's the craziest, corniest, most whack-ass stuff I've heard in my life
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#22. Despite my ability to read people, I felt like an outsider, like someone watching a party from the other side of the glass. I could see these things unfold, but I couldn't quite understand the dynamics, the deep knowing that comes from growing up with people you care about.
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#23. I just want to be floating, suspended here in my California time capsule with neither yesterday's dusk or tomorrow's dawn anywhere on the horizon.
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#24. How can you say it was all a lie?" I ask, just above a whisper. "Matt was my best friend. I loved him that way always. 'We have to look out for her.' That was the last thing he said to me alone. And then he died. What was I supposed to do, Frank? Tell me?
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#25. Love didn't save me; it changed me. Changed me into someone who could save myself.
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#26. Emily, Megan, Jack, Luna, Patrick ... they helped me learn what true friendship is. It's never perfect, but it is important.
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#27. But when he died, I saw
nothing. There was nothing left to see.
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#28. Sometimes a tarnished life was worse than a swift death.
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#29. We can get used to just about anything but it doesn't mean it's okay
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#30. We have the ability to pass our memories on. We just have to tell them to someone.
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#31. No matter where on the globe you went, something was always changing.
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#32. My journal, my written thoughts like the lost children of my soul
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#33. Sometimes I think I'm an alien that accidentally fell off the mother ship, destined to wander among clueless earthling parents for all eternity.
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#36. Every morning, I wake up and forget just for a second that it happened. But once my eyes open, it buries me like a landslide of sharp, sad rocks. Once my eyes open, I'm heavy, like there's to much gravity on my heart.
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#37. So Old Man Date Rape was number what?" she asks. "Four or five?"
"We're not counting him," I say. "This is the Twenty Boy Summer, not the Twenty Dirty Old Man Summer.
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#38. Doesn't matter how many people are in the crowd anymore, Delilah. Ten or ten thousand, I'm still only singing for one.
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#39. No matter how long you waited, no matter how hard you wished, no matter how much you missed the past, time marched forward.
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#40. Like the beach glass you guys always brought me. Sometimes I dump it out on my desk and press my ear to the pieces, trying to hear the ocean. Trying to hear you.
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#41. I promise I'll take you there someday. I want to see it with you. I want to see everything with you.
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#42. I've never met a problem a proper cupcake couldn't fix.
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#43. Not everybody gets a happy ending, however deserved it may be. Life had been doing its damnedest to teach me that, starting with my first saltwater breath, the day my mother died at sea.
But that didn't mean we were giving up.
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#44. Sometimes love was a tonic. Sometimes it was a weapon. And so often it was nearly impossible to tell the difference
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#45. But once in a while, you pick the right thing, the exact best thing. Every day, the moment you open your eyes and pull off your blankets, that's what you hope for. The sunshine on your face,warm enough to make you heart sing.
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#46. What if he thinks I'm a tourist girl looking for some romantics long distance love affair just so she can share his gushing, beach-stained postcards with her friends?
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#47. Keep it," he says. "Something to remember me by."
"I don't need a sweatshirt for that," I say, already putting it back on.
"Then keep it because it's cool."
"Deal.
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#48. My sisters were wrong to name the Vargas boys in the oath. Names had nothing to do with it. All boys were destined to break your heart.
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#49. I understand how easy it would be to lose yourself in the heart of another. It's frightening. Exhilarating. An ocean with no lifeguard.
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#50. I've played a few times, Anna. Remember the parties?"
"Not exactly." I must have been in the bathroom during that part of the nonexistent parties, hiding out from the vomiting hot girl while Frankie completed her beer pong apprenticeship.
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#51. What if I come back and I'm different, Anna? Sometimes you go to a place where everything is different, and everything you ever know changes, and no one ever looks at you the same?
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#52. You ask me why I'm nice to you," he said. "Why, why, why. But you don't ask me stuff that matters. Who I am or where I been. What I see when I look at you. What I want.
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#53. Because I realized I was falling for another guy, fifty-six.
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#54. Frankie was so mad that she threw my journal into the bottom of the ocean where it is banished for all eternity with a lovesick mermaid who cries out pieces of sea glass. Are you going to eat that bacon?
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#55. I'm not sure if you even want me around or if you just feel sorry for me. I'm not sure of anything.
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#56. Explanations take the mystery out of things, right?
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#57. How can I fault her for trying to bury a truth that when exposed to air and sunlight could only hurt the ones she loves?
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#58. I accept the hard reality that I maybe might possibly be just the slightest tiniest littlest bit kinda sorta interested in him.
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#59. Anyway, what about you? How's, um, Abby? Angie? What's her name?
Oh, Hudson. Your suavity is an example to us all.
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#60. Sometimes, a sigh was all the fight you had left.
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#61. Frankie Perino and I were lucky that day. Lucky to be alive-that's what everyone said.
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#62. For all its ridiculous imperfections, life is pretty damn perfect sometimes.
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#63. Nature: it's own creation, it's own mystery, existing long before we took our first breaths and long after we take our last.
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#64. Everyone says that the internet is so awesome because you can connect with people from all over the world, but I think it's the opposite. The internet doesn't make it easier to connect with anyone - it just makes it so you don't really have to.
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#65. You think we live in Norway or something? Amir Jordan is Pakistani. There's also an Asian guy, some Puerto Ricans, and the starting left wing has, like, carrot-hair. he must be Irish. It's the whole UN over there.
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#66. As we rolled down the Million Dollar Highway, I closed my eyes and held him close around the waist, and he squeezed my hand like it was forever, like we'd really found a way to stop time, and I wanted so, so badly to believe it.
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#67. Pictures couldn't tell the whole story anyway. That was the other thing about them - they were always a carefully edited glimpse, a story out of context.
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#68. Every day you wake up and think, we'll fix things tomorrow.
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#69. The only thing that's ours to accept is the fact that we don't always get to know the answers.
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#70. Somewhere along the seashore, a strange wind blows over the ocean, and twenty oblivious boys simultaneously look up from their surfboards.
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#71. He loved to read. He loved words, the way they string together into sentences and stories. He wanted to study them, to know and create them, to share them with the world.
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#72. Emilio smiled, and it was like, stubble, dimples, scar. Damn.
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#73. They say you can never step into the same river twice. And maybe that's how it was for Papi now, memories shifting and re-forming soundlessly beneath him while the rest of us sat on the shore and watched.
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#74. Sometimes life's most important moments are quiet, a decision made quick and calm.
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#75. Not so long ago I'd been convinced that losing my voice was the worst thing that could ever happen to me, the worst tragedy. But since then I'd been losing my whole self, everything I stood for, believed in, felt. Everything I ever wanted to be. Everything I ever was.
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#76. The late-night backyard encounter and kiss induced insomnia.
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#78. you can't promise yourself that you're not going to fall in love with someone. I'm not exactly a relationship expert, but I don't think it works that way
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#79. I'll never know exactly what I lost, how much it should hurt, how long I should keep thinking about him.
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#80. Sometimes life rocks so hard your heart wants to explode just because the sun came up and you got to feel it on your face for one more day ... Sometimes you get the bitter end instead.
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#81. Some people call it child labor. I call it ... let's not get technical.
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#82. But there's something about Watonka, they say. Something that pulls us back, the electromagnet that holds all the metal in place
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#83. They didn't hold Frankie as she sobbed for hours at a time without talking. They didn't make sure she ate even when she wasn't hungry. They didn't do her homework when she couldn't concentrate, or explain to our teachers why she was late to every class.
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#84. I'd send them both letters wishing them safe travels. Maybe they'd send me a postcard. Maybe they'd call when they got back, or when they settled in at college. Maybe they wouldn't, and they'd end up in the book. It was uncertain, like life.
I was starting to be okay with that.
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#85. Surrounding us is an ocean of mess and misunderstanding, full of pirates and sharks just waiting to see who slips in first
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#86. I'd rather be completely alone than with a bunch of people aren't real.
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#87. You know it wouldn't kill you to walk, right, old man?"
"Maybe not. Wouldn't kill you to keep your clothes on, either.
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#88. When it's like this, I don't notice the cold. I don't hear the wind howling through the empty spaces. I don't feel like a small, broken-winged bird trapped in a rusty cage.
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#89. You can't help who you love,"he says,"even if the timing is horrendous.
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#90. Family tragedies had a way of smashing everything apart and then gluing it all back together. The problem was no one ever knew how long the glue would hold.
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#91. Hear you're training again," she says. "For the Capriani Cup."
"Who told-"
"You did," she says. "Just now.
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#92. I wonder how much we don't see. How much of our lives we witness and accept as truth when the rest of the iceberg - the heaviest, bulkiest part - is buried and invisible.
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#93. Every story is part of a whole, entire life, you know? Happy and sad and tragic and whatever, but an entire life. And books let you know them.
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#94. My entire life has changed in the span of three weeks, but as the seals howl against the Pacific, everything around me remains exactly the same.
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#95. No one wants to do it with a chick who smells like bacon."
Her brow creases. "Everybody loves bacon.
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#96. Emilio and his brothers had been a topic of more Jude-and-Zoe middle school gabfests than the Cullens, the Lightwoods, or any of the other mysterious yet fictional bad boys we dreamed about back then, and she'd freak if she knew he'd resurfaced.
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#97. And I don't want to talk about it, because one day his name will brush against my lips in her presence, and through and involuntary blushing of the cheeks, a misting of the eyes, a breath drawn too tightly, or a single tear, the secret I'm supposed to keep locked up forever will be revealed
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#98. Sometimes I think we all feel guilty for being happy, and as soon as we catch ourselves acting like everything is okay, someone remembers it's not.
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#99. Not only does he reduce my best friend's emotional state to something akin to an annoying rash, he also plants a new seed in my already overcrowded brain
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#100. Whenever we'd pass a penny on the sidewalk, Matt wouldn't touch it. 'Let someone else have a lucky day,' he'd say.
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