-
By AnonymSuzanne Weyn
And if anyone asks what became of me, you relate my life in all its wonder, and end it with a simple and modest "He died.
00 -
By AnonymSuzanne Weyn
Birds fascinated her. How did they do that, seeming to fly with one mind, each of them able to anticipate what the others would do?
00 -
By AnonymSuzanne Weyn
Even though she saw tattoos everywhere, they continued to fascinate her. How bizarre to be branded like a box of cereal. Didn't people mind being counted as just one more product on a shelf? There had to be more to a person than that.
00 -
By AnonymSuzanne Weyn
If these were indications of new love, as Sergei expected they were, then he was not surprised. All that scraping and arguing, the teasing and playful antagonism, could only mean on thing. It was a sure sign of attraction.
00 -
By AnonymSuzanne Weyn
No. We breathe. We pulse. We regenerate. Our hearts beat. Our minds create. Our souls ingest. 37 seconds, well used, is a lifetime.
00 -
By AnonymSuzanne Weyn
There are a million things one might do with a block of wood. But what do you think might happen if someone, just once, believed in it?
00 -
By AnonymSuzanne Weyn
Toy Empressario Wonder Afficianado Avid Shoewearer
00 -
By AnonymSuzanne Weyn
When King Lear dies in act five, do you know what Shakespeare has written? He has written, 'He dies.' No more. No fanfare, no metaphor, no brilliant final words. The culmination of the most influential piece of dramatic literature is, 'He dies.' Now I am not asking you to be happy at my leaving but all I ask you to do is to turn the page and let the next story begin. -- Mr. Magorium
00 -
By AnonymSuzanne Weyn
You become the monster you fear the worst, so the monster won't overtake you.
00 -
By AnonymSuzanne Weyn
Mahoney: "Thirty-seven seconds. Great, well done; now we wait." Mr. Magorium: "No, we breathe, we pulse, we regenerate. our hearts beat, our minds create, our souls ingest. Thirty-seven seconds well used is a lifetime.
00 -
By AnonymSuzanne Weyn
Mahoney: You have to live. Mr. Magorium: Darlin'...I have.
00 -
By AnonymSuzanne Weyn
Maybe all the events of the last few months had occured for just one reason - to bring Thad and me together. Perhaps our being here on the Titanic wasn't pre-destination, but rather, destiny.
00