Quotes by Thomm Quackenbush

As long as she persisted in her belief that bafflement justified her actions, she felt confident no one would contradict her.

Whenever my colleagues and I encounter a boy who acts normal—not explosively violent, not oppositional to every word, not obsessed with killing and dying, not focused on sexual objectification—we are overjoyed with his potential. Here is one who has a stronger foundation on which to build, one who will not knock down his every success like a child with a brick castle to see if the adults will keep helping him rebuild.

Most of the time, all the separates a class president and a gang leader is numbers: a zip code, a paycheck, or a drug dealer’s phone number.

I feel as though I have leapt off this massive cliff and I am still building my wings… Everyone just assumes I know how to fly, but I am pretty sure I am only falling gracefully and hoping to miss the ground.

She is an angel, how bad could it be?”“Ask the first born of Israel when the Pharaoh pissed off Moses. Ask the salty residents of Sodom. Ask anyone who was not Noah or a fish once the Flood rolled in.

He had carte blanche to eat whatever he wanted. No amount of broccoli and vitamin D kills ten lung tumors and I know not how many brain tumors. Have the tiramisu.

If I am a pawn in someone elses chess game, you better believe I am going to demand an explanation before being shoved at some rook. Ill play my part, damn it, but I want the courtesy of being asked for my consent!

“Time owed an alliance to the undying.”

“His kisses were so hungry and male, which isnt bad. Every kiss said he could never have enough, but he wasnt going to stop trying. They were so hormonal. I wanted his sugar roughness. Girls kisses are deliberate and polished. When she kisses me - when I kiss her - she doesnt want me. She has me and knows it.”

“If superstition could contradict science, the world may as well be on the back of a turtle. But giving into turtle worship was a bridge too far.”

“The body tries to stop the mind from killing itself, no matter the cost. It is only the lack of strength, the fatigue that lets the jumpers fall at last.”

“Her lips are like pillows of warm glass. It is strange to find her resistant for even a second, since she has been the kisser and not the kissed. It wasnt like the last time, which felt fumbling and unnatural. That time wasnt off-putting, just like kissing ones sister. This kiss, my kiss, was tingling sweetness, electric apple blossoms.”

“Ashlei was free to spout off how much she loved her savior because Jesus was not about to rear back and tell her He did not quite feel the same way, that He had died for the sins of the world just because it was fun and did not want things to be too serious. He was only thirty-three, after all, and might want to martyr himself for other people.”

“She was an exotic flower amongst the snowdrifts, out of place, a Technicolor misfit in a monochrome Christmas movie.”