Keary Taylor Quotes

I wanted to scream as I stood there, my toes hanging over the edge of the dock. I wanted to let a gut-wrenching howl rip from my disfigured throat toward those clouded skies. I wanted to say every swear word my mother had ever taught me not to say.
I would have settled for a cut-off whimper, just as long as some kind of sound came from my lips.

You cant have both.
Avian was right. Even though I didnt know how to handle feeling like this, I knew what I had been doing was wrong. I couldn't have both. It was unfair to both of them. And it was tearing me into two people.
But how was I supposed to choose? I felt a tie to both of them, a tie so solid I wasnt sure that even I was strong enough to sever it.

You appreciate something more when it was hard to get.

When the day seems darkest, Remember there is always a friend nearby, A shoulder to cry on, A warm hand to wipe away the tears. Hope to see you tonight. Yours always, Cole

If love dies, that's when we've all truly died.

I've always thought it would be nice to have the house to myself for a while. This place gets so loud all theme and there are always so many people in it. But I guess I'm grateful for all the noise and chaos. I don't know if I want to be alone in the quiet with my thoughts these days.

There was a lot about my life that was crappy, now that I couldn't talk. But if I hadn't gotten drunk that night, if I hadn't gotten in that accident, would I have ever had this moment? Lying there in the sun, holding Sam's hand like time didn't exist and the real world couldn't touch us?
Somehow I didn't think so.

Once you start down the slippery slope of depression, it's hard to climb off of it. And sometimes you don't want to climb off of it.

We could be staying in a cardboard box and I wouldn't care. Just as long as you're there.

It would have been really easy to spiral down into drugs or alcohol that year, for both of us. But instead we were there, together. We'd taken all the bad things that had happened to us and turned them around into something good and bigger than the two of us.

Alex gave me a sad smile. Sometimes being unique is better than being normal. It's what brought us together.

What I didn't say before no longer mattered. We had the entire future before us to say everything else.

And again, those piercing blue eyes. A slight shiver worked its way up my spine.

Well gentlemen," Royce said as he started for the door. "And lady. Welcome to Los Angeles. This is our Sanctuary in the middle of hell on Earth.

There was a lot of pain in that kiss. There was so much hurt and so much fear in it. I felt tears rolling down the both of our faces. But, in that kiss, there was even more want. We both wanted to smother out that pain, to not have so many horrible things in the all too recent past, to just be normal, to do the types of things we were supposed to be dealing with besides death and disability.

It took a man capable of an immeasurable amount of understanding to strip away the insecurities I'd felt after learning what I was. It took a man capable of loving me until the end of the world to make me accept myself.
And I would move heaven and hell to keep him.
Always.

West had woken up something inside of me. I never felt more alive than I did when I was with West. West pushed me to be more. More human and yet more cybernetic at the same time. West could go anywhere with me. He could nearly match me step for step on scouting duties, could hunt with me.
But I still didnt fully trust him. West kept too many secrets, had lied to me too many times. And he almost seemed to like to make me angry.

It took me a moment before I could speak; that smile should be illegal.

Just don't take forever," he said as he stood. "If I've got miles of pain before me I'd rather start walking them sooner than later.

I wrote: 'Do you really not believe in love?'
I really wished I never would have asked.
'No', she had written back. 'I believe people become infatuated; maybe they even really like each other. But I don't believe in love. Those kinds of feelings just don't last. You feel them for a while, maybe even a few years, but eventually the feeling goes away.

Adam said nothing as we walked, his gaze fixed on our destination. I always wished he would say something comforting. Anything to reassure me against what I knew was going to come. But he was always as silent as the stones that encased us.

Yet I knew this was one of those experiences for me that made you grow as a person. This was one of those times that made you put things in perspective and appreciate everything you had.

How about I pick out something for your mom, and you pick out something for mine? That way if our moms hate what we got, which they won't say if they do, we can push the blame off on each other.

Reality hasn't really sunk in yet, I knew that. I didn't want to know what life was going to feel like when it finally did.

I love you," I whispered against his lips as he consumed me, body and soul. "It's you. It's always been you.

A person's value shifts greatly when the world comes to an end.

Why is your grandmother such a bitch to me?"

"Did you just call my ancient, wrinkly, half-crazy grandmother a bitch?" Ian laughs.

"Well, that's what she is!"

Ian shakes his head with another laugh. "Yeah, she is

I didn't feel like I fit in anywhere, except with Alex. He was home; he was everything that was right with my world.

Some people shouldn't be allowed to make promises.

I want a husband who comes home from work and gives me a kiss on the cheek and wraps his arms around me from behind. For some women these days, that would never be enough. The world tells us we have to gain prestigious careers and balance everything while wearing high heels and having no body fat. But what could be more prestigious than raising other people? Than making someone else feel that they are loved beyond anything else?

You know Morse Code?" Avian asked as we walked up.
"My grandpa thought it was a fun game when I was little," West said as he rubbed his eyes again. "That's a scientist's version of fun for you.

If anything was home in this wreck of a world it was Avian.

Not being able to talk sucks. There's no doubt about that. There's a lot of times when I almost feel like I'm trapped inside of myself. Like if I don't talk or yell or scream or laugh I'm going to explode. A lot of the time it almost feels like I'm suffocating.

Some days I miss flying so much it makes my entire chest hurt, feels like I can't breathe sometimes. I try not to think about the fact that I'll never have thousands of feet of air between me and the ground again. But it's those times that I have to remind myself that at least I got the chance to do it sometime in my life. A couple dozen solo flights are better than having never done it at all.

Nobody is trial-free, but we have a choice. We can choose to allow our experiences to hold us back, and to not allow us to become great or achieve greatness in this life. Or we can allow our experiences to push us forward, to make us grateful for every day we have and to be all the more thankful for those who are around us.- Elizabeth Smart

It was perfect moments like that that made all the bad ones worth living through.

I rested my chin on my shoulder, not quite fully looking at his face. "They don't disgust you?" I whispered, my voice shaking.
He rested one hand on my other shoulder and the other on my arm and leaned forward, gently pressing his lips into the center of my brand.
"Nothing about you could disgust me," he whispered against my neck.

Sometimes I feel like all the crap in the world is building up inside me, like all the bad is just filling me like a balloon. I push it all back, live my happy life.
But sometimes that balloon exposed and all the crap lands on everything around me.

We'll always have each other. As long as we have that, it will always be Eden.