Quotes by Celia McMahon

When we die, our bodies turn to dust,” he says. “If you were nobody of consequence, youre forgotten unless you do something worth remembering.” When he looks my way, I purse my lips and look down. “Otherwise, youre just another place marker in the ground. These buildings will rot here, their bodies are above the ground taunting us with what we did wrong as a people. Reminding us of the evil were capable of. They are constant.

Everyone makes mistakes. If everyone fell into the sand after making a mistake we would never get anywhere. Wed all be washed away in the sea, lost forever. Do you understand?

Whatever my path, I have faith I will end up where I need to be.

I lost my family,” he says softly. The tone of his voice justifies my earlier regret. “If you have nothing to love, you have nothing to lose. Even your own life becomes meaningless.

Dead. The words fall from my tongue and linger there like poison. A slow death hanging from my lips. I shake the thought away and swallow but I can still taste the remnants in the back of my throat. Its sour and I gag a little as tears swell behind my eyes.

I trust you. Those are the last words my father said before he left. That means that every decision I make, I would have to question myself whether it was the right one. I can picture him, expectations in his eyes. Because of that, I can see the same look in others. He could not have damned me more.

Ive come to believe that we, as people, only tend to remember only certain of what we hear or read just for that reason. Most of what we retain coincide with our personal beliefs and feelings and the rest, we throw away into the back of our minds where we keep it or forget it entirely.

Maybe you should stop putting so much faith into what you read in books.

I see my father. I see him gone away. My world is a little bit colder.

Oda once said that when you speak excessively, it isnt necessarily communicating,” Jimmi says as he hunches over, resting his elbows on his knees. He yawns and doesnt cover his mouth.“What does that mean?”“It means that you can shut your mouth and still say what you need to say using the other gifts the gods gave us.

When I go to describe something as remarkable as what I saw that day, I could only say it was a place of dreams. The water is crystalline clear, a mixture of opalescent colors and frosted with white tips. It surges forward and crashes up against the rocks below us as the sun cast a fire-like glare in the distance. Adding to my reverie is the salty smell in the air that lingers and enlivens senses that seem to have been dormant before this moment. I dont recall moving in this dream-like state but my hand moves up and cups the wind as if trying to capture its essence. If I could have pocketed every smell and sound of this place I would have and I would defended it with my life.

And you shouldnt choose to care about someone. There shouldnt be a time and a place for it. Either you do or you dont. Dont try.” He looks off. “There can be falseness in trying to do something that should come naturally to people.

Havent you noticed most of your fairy tales take place in the woods?” a man a few feet from me says. He stutters and lets a belch escape him. “Thats why were out here. We were hoping Jimmi would bring enough damsels for us all, though!

Just because you have power, doesnt mean you should use it, especially for the wrong reasons.

I begin to cry as my walls of my resolve break down. I dont know how long I can hold on. The pain is horrid and I curl into myself wrestling with a wish to die and a wish to live. Both have their perks. Only one will release me from this agony.

When I am brave enough to say goodbyeIll use the wings you gave meand away Ill fly

If youre brave enough to do something you better damn well be brave enough to accept the consequences.

Maybe I dont know him as well as I thought. Maybe I didnt know myself. Maybe my world is turning upside down and I cant find my footing.