Best 24 quotes of A. B. Shepherd on MyQuotes

A happy ending. Huh. I thought that was why we were here. Now. Five hundred years into Earth’s future. So we could start over, and live happily-ever-after. It wasn’t turning out that way, was it?

But who is ever fair in an argument?

Hesitating, I stood in the doorway to the room holding the proof of my sin.

He took his time looking around for anything interesting to salvage, but found only broken bits of what once was.

I felt like I was an arrow, pulled back and ready to be launched into something big.

I felt like I was living two lives. One in the present and one in the past.

...I’m tired of everyone looking at me with pity in their eyes. I’m tired of feeling like my heart is being ripped out of my chest every damned day. I’m tired of waking up in the morning, and then remembering...

In a spirit of hope and new beginnings, we linked arms like a couple of kids. Pushing aside sad thoughts, we strode off into our future.

I no longer knew what was real and what wasn’t. The lines between reality and delusion had become so blurred.

I sometimes wish I could spontaneously combust. Burn until nothing but ash is left, to be washed away by the wind and the rain.

I wiggled and squirmed in my seat as if I had ants in my pants, but in reality it was merely impatience.

Maybe when I’d wrecked I had hit my head. Could that be it? Did I have a brain injury? Was I hallucinating? I didn’t believe that.

Nausea and panic rose in my throat. I had killed a man.

Never stop dreaming or reading.

On this one long, blessed night we refused to worry, allowing only hopes and dreams for the future of the human race, held in the miniscule hands of these newborns.

Our town was christened Buyan, after the legend of a Slavic island that appeared, and disappeared, at will. That would later seem an eerie, and disconcerting, premonition.

Seamus shuddered in horror, before he pulled himself together. Determined, he reached between my thighs and shoved hard. Pain, like the fire of a thousand suns, burned through my belly. I tried to squirm away from his hands, using mine to push him away.

She brushed the tears from their faces and sang them a melancholy lullaby. Her obvious devotion to her daughters pulled at my heart strings, making my chest ache with longing for my own mother.

Sitting outside on a dark night, under the stars, invites confidences amongst people of all ages, and all walks of life. It invokes an intimacy you don’t find under most other circumstances.

Sometimes careful just isn’t good enough.

The poker fell from my trembling hands as my entire body shook with reaction. I fell to my knees, pressed my hands to my face and began to sob. What had I done?

Things are not as they seem. You do not understand. There is no escape. This is all there is.” I had never seen eyes filled with so much sadness.

Twenty years old and this man stood ready to take on the world, all for the sake of our unborn baby.

What kind of miracle ripped out your heart, and left you breathing?