Dade Harkenrider To Ann Marie Quotes

If it was that easy, the American military would have figured it out years ago. ~ Christopher Rankin

I practice neither black nor white magic.
What I do is a technology that I use for my own individual purposes. I don't strive to be a member of a club. ~ Christopher Rankin

Frances is a sealed letter. It doesn't matter where she's been or who's pawed her, no one gets to handle the contents no matter how grimy the envelope. And it's for sure no one's going to be able to steam her open. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

When will she discover that I am from a lesser race of immortals? But the high deities have always needed pixies to persuade them down to earth. When she no longer needs an intermediary, will she still love me? ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

I am burning. I have to live, I have to sing, I want to transform myself into a thousand different characters and carry their life with me onto the stage where it's so bright and so dark at the same time, just knowing there are three thousand people out there longing to be swept away by the passion that's about to flood out from scarlet curtains, to this I consecrate my body and my soul, I can give no more than all of myself, I feel my heart is a throbbing engine and my voice is the valve, like a wailing train, it has to sing or blow up, there's too much fuel, too much fire, and what am I to do with this voice if I can't let it out, it's not just singing. I am here as a speck, but I don't feel scared or about to be blown away, I feel like all New York is a warm embrace just waiting to enfold me. I am in love. But not with a person. I am passionately in love with my life. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

It's not that I'm not willing to compromise. But I won't compromise on principles. ~ Ann Marie Buerkle

You are required to participate in your destiny. Arise and take advantage of all your opportunities. You are Victorious By Design. ~ Ann Marie Bryan

James could do all this because he had made a bargain with himself: he wouldn't try to get killed, nor would he try to survive. He could do all this because he felt terribly sorry for the men he rescued. They harbored the saddest and most foolish desire of all. The desire to go on living. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

Be Bold! Be Strong! Cling to thoughts of victory and deliverance. You are Victorious By Design! ~ Ann Marie Bryan

A war changes people in a number of ways. It either shortcuts you to your very self; or it triggers such variations that you might as well have been a larva, pupating in dampness, darkness and tightly wrapped puttees. Then, providing you don't take flight from a burst shell, you emerge from your khaki cocoon so changed from what you were that you fear you've gone mad, because people at home treat you as though you were someone else. Someone who, through a bizarre coincidence, had the same name, address and blood ties as you, but who must have died in the war. And you have no choice but to live as an impostor because you can't remember who you were before the war. There's a simple but horrible explanation for this: you were born in the war. You slid, slick, bloody and fully formed, out of a trench.
The Great War was the greatest changer of them all. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

Happiness is a decision and so as Love. If you decide to be happy then you're happy. If you decide to love then you love. ~ Ann Marie Aguilar

An ait a bhfuil do chroi is ann a thabharfas do chosa thu.(your feet will bring you to where your heart is.) ~ Karen Marie Moning

She knew for a fact that being left-handed automatically made you special.
Marie Curie, Albert Einstein, Linus Pauling, and Albert Schweitzer were all left-handed. Of course, no believable scientific theory could rest on such a small group of people. When Lindsay probed further, however, more proof emerged. Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, M.C. Escher, Mark Twain, Hans Christian Andersen, Lewis Carrol, H.G. Wells, Eudora Welty, and Jessamyn West- all lefties. The lack of women in her research had initially bothered her until she mentioned it to Allegra. "Chalk that up to male chauvinism," she said. "Lots of left-handed women were geniuses. Janis Joplin was. All it means is that the macho-man researchers didn't bother asking. ~ Jo-Ann Mapson

I love the buildings. They're called skyscrapers. They're the closest thing to an ocean here. But it's an ocean that goes straight up, not flat out. They say that the body of water stretching away to the east of Manhattan is the ocean but it isn't. Not my ocean, anyway. It's weird because back home I just took it for granted, my grey-green sea. Now I have a granite ocean. It gives me the same happy-sad feeling I need sometimes. When I look straight up at the buildings I can feel alone in a good way. Not in that horrible way of no one knows me. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

You think you're safe. Until you see a picture like that. And then you know you'll always be a slave to the present because the present is more powerful than the past, no matter how long ago the present happened. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

Be strong enough to carry the burden of sin that goes with doing the right thing. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

Embrace your journey and those who come across your path. Be gracious in your endeavors. Focus on your craft. Those who support your dreams now and feel your sincere humility and gratitude will be there 20, 30, 40 years from now, padding your old bones and time worn, weary soul. ~ Ann Marie Frohoff

Hope is a gift. You can't choose to have it. To believe and yet to have no hope is to thirst beside a fountain. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

I am not the "Ann" to whom the letters were sent. That was Ann Isabel Hughes. ~ Ann Marie

The world should not be organized to require heroines, and when one is required but fails to appear, we should not judge. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

By fall, they can read. It happened by osmosis, the way it ought to: after they have spent several months on Daddy's lap, following his spoken words with their eyes and pretending to read, their comes a day when they no longer have to pretend. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

There is love, there is music, there is no limit, there is work, there is the precious sense that this is the hour of grace when all things gather and distill to create the rest of my life. I don't believe in God, I believe in everything. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

Customers expect salespeople to stimulate the sales process, to ask the right questions and finally to ask for their business. When this initiative or confidence is lacking, no matter how much they like you personally, they aren't going to respect or value you as a business partner. ~ Ann-Marie Heidingsfelder

Frances learns something in this moment that will allow her to survive and function for the rest of her life. She finds out that one thing can look like another. That the facts of a situation don't necessarily indicate anything about the truth of a situation. In this moment, fact and truth become separated and commence to wander like twins in a fairy-tale, waiting to be reunited by that special someone who possesses the secret of telling them apart. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

I may plan to make Christ the center of Christmas, but when I wait until December to focus on celebrating His birthday, I become entangled in Christmas lights, holiday baking, and festive engagements, often wondering if I've experienced the illusive "true meaning" of Christmas. ~ Ann Marie Stewart

Between a mother's eyes and her son's face, there is not air. There is something invisible and invincible. Even though - or because - he will go out into the world, she will never lose her passion to protect him. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

Hudson swept her hair out of her face and pressed a lingering kiss to her mouth. As her lips yielded to his, a thought came out of nowhere: I need you. Don't let us go. ~ Ann Marie Walker

Corruption hangs in the air around a great talent. Such a gift is unstable by nature, apt to embarrass its handlers. About her there is the whiff of the entertainer. Like vaudeville nipping the heels of grand opera. The maestro smells all this on Kathleen and cools his blood to a temperature undetectable by wild animals. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

Frances is feeling a familiar yet unnameably old feeling. One she hadn't known was ever hers to forget. Happiness. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

If you want to be accepted, accept yourself and what you have. Not what you think you feel and what you want. Accept your situation. Accept yourself physically. ~ Ann Marie Aguilar

I thought I would get calmer, surer, but each time we come close I feel almost sick at first. As though each time vibrates with the times before. I feel a terrible sorrow coming up my throat, I don't know why. And it can only be consoled against the length of her body. Lying down with her for the first time ... all the pain I didn't know I had, till at her touch it disappeared like smoke. Is this what purgatory feels like? To burn painlessly? If so, why isn't it called heaven? ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

Ignore them. Don't give them the opportunity to snub you. Carry yourself like you own the place. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

I long to look at my holiday season with eyes that see the Christ in Christmas. ~ Ann Marie Stewart

It was a moment of equal parts anxiety and awe, like the striking of a wide seam of
gold. The prospector sinks to his knees--he's only been looking for coal. At a gush of
oil he'd hoot, baptize himself and buy the drinks. But the sight of gold is different. He
observes a moment's silence. Then he rises, eyes watering. How to get it properly out
of the earth? How not to be robbed in the meantime? ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

Reading was such a formative part of my childhood (along with 'Loony Tunes'), that it is difficult to pin point the most influential book. But, under an interrogation light I would probably have to say 'Jane Eyre' by Charlotte Bronte. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

How unhappy are they who have a gift that's left to germinate in darkness. The pale
plant will sink invisible roots and live whitely off their blood. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

Teresa blames herself for believing that she was indispensable to Mahmoud. Pride goeth before a fall. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald

Tell the story, gather the events, repeat them. Pattern is a matter of upkeep. Otherwise the weave relaxes back to threads picked up by birds to make their nests. Repeat, or the story will fall and all the king's horses and all the king's men ... Repeat, and cradle the pieces carefully, or events will scatter like marbles on a wooden floor. ~ Ann-Marie MacDonald