Hero Carry On Rainbow Sacrifice Quotes

Everything is a story. And you are the hero. You sacrificed everything for me. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Don't make that mistake again," he said in a voice so quiet it was barely audible. He looked as if all his latent hostilities were waiting for an excuse to turn on her. "If you throw that cup at me, so help me, I'll carry you over and put you down in the punch bowl!"
"You and the CIA, maybe!" Cecily hissed. "Go ahead and try…!"
Tate actually took a step toward her just as Colby managed to get between them. "Now, now," he cautioned.
Cecily wasn't backing down an inch. Neither was Tate. He'd gone from lazy affection and indulgent amusement to bristling antagonism in the space of weeks. Lately he flew into a rage if Cecily's name was mentioned, but Colby hadn't told her that.
"You have no right to make that kind of insinuation about me," she said through her teeth. "I don't get jobs lying on my back, and you know it!"
Tate's black eyes narrowed. He looked formidable, but Cecily wasn't intimidated by him. She never had been. He glanced at her hands, which were clenched on her cup, and then back to her rigid features. It had infuriated him to be the object of televised ridicule at the political dinner, and Audrey's comments had only made things worse. He was carrying a grudge. But as he looked at Cecily, he felt an emptiness in his very soul. This woman had been a thorn in his side for years, ever since an impulsive act of compassion had made her his responsibility. In those days, she'd been demure and sweet and dependent on him, and her shy hero worship ~ Diana Palmer

When I open the door, Baz is wheeling an old-fashioned chalkboard in front of our beds.
"Where did that come from?" I ask.
"A classroom."
"Yeah, but how did it get up here?"
"It flew."
"No," I say, "seriously."
He rolls his eyes. "I Up, up and away-ed it. It wasn't much work."
"Why?"
"Because we're solving a mystery, Snow. I like to organize my thoughts."
"Is this how you normally plot my downfall?"
"Yes. With multicoloured pieces of chalk. Stop complaining." He opens up his book bag and takes out a few apples and things wrapped in greaseproof paper. "Eat," he says, throwing one at me.
It's a bacon roll. He's also got a pot of tea.
"What's all this?" I say.
"Tea, obviously. I know you can't function unless you're stuffing yourself."
I unwrap the roll and decide to take a bite. "Thanks."
"Don't thank me," he says. "It sounds wrong."
"Not as wrong as you bringing me bacon butties."
"Fine, you're welcome - when's Bunce getting here?"
"Why would she?"
"Because you do everything together, don't you? When you said you'd help, I was counting on you bringing your smarter half. ~ Rainbow Rowell

The whole prophecy is bollocks," I say. "'And one will come to end us. And one will bring his fall.' Did I also bring my own fall?"
"No," Baz says. "That was me. Obviously."
"How did you bring my fall? I stopped the Humdrum myself."
Baz looks back at his phone, bored. "Fell in love, didn't you? ~ Rainbow Rowell

You were the sun, and I was crashing into you. ~ Rainbow Rowell

He cocks an eyebrow and stares at me, like figuring out what's wrong with me is something he'll never have enough time for. ~ Rainbow Rowell

It's Baz they're checking out, not me. He's got to be scared, or at least nervous, but he doesn't look it. I swear he gets less ruffled the more that he's threatened. (When I'm the one threatening him, that's infuriating. But it's kind of cool now.) ~ Rainbow Rowell

You're a Dark One," said Anton. "All you see in everything is evil, treachery, trickery."

"All I do is not close my eyes to them," Edgar retorted. "And that's why I don't trust Zabulon. I distrust him almost as much as I do Gesar. I can even trust you more - you're just another unfortunate chess piece who happens by chance to be painted a different color from me. Does a white pawn hate a black one? No. Especially if the two pawns have their heads down together over a quiet beer or two."

"You know," Anton said in a slightly surprised voice, "I just don't understand how you can carry on living if you see the world like that. I'd just go and hang myself."

"So you don't have any counterarguments to offer?"

Anton took a gulp of beer too. The wonderful thing about this natural Czech beer was that even if you drank lots of it, it still didn't make your head or your body feel heavy... Or was that an illusion?

"Not a single one," Anton admitted. "Right now, this very moment, not a single one. But I'm sure you're wrong. It's just difficult to argue about the colors of the rainbow with a blind man. There's something missing in you... I don't know what exactly. But it's something very important, and without it you're more helpless than a blind man. ~ Sergei Lukyanenko

You need to cool down first."
"I'm cool."
"Simon. You're never cool."
"That hurts, Penny."
"It shouldn't. It's one of the reasons I love you. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Carry on, Simon. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Sharing a room with the person you want most is like sharing a room with an open fire.
He's constantly drawing you in. And you're constantly stepping too close. And you know it's not good
that there is no good
that there's absolutely nothing that can ever come of it.
But you do it anyway.
And then ...
Well. Then you burn. ~ Rainbow Rowell

It's the good things that hurt when you're missing them. ~ Rainbow Rowell

A hero lives forever for the ones who carry on. ~ Heather Dale

Ol' man Simon, planted a diamond. Grew hisself a garden the likes of none. Sprouts all growin' comin' up glowin' Fruit of jewels all shinin' in the sun. Colors of the rainbow. See the sun and the rain grow sapphires and rubies on ivory vines, Grapes of jade, just ripenin' in the shade, just ready for the squeezin' into green jade wine. Pure gold corn there, Blowin' in the warm air. Ol' crow nibblin' on the amnythyst seeds. In between the diamonds, Ol' man Simon crawls about pullin' out platinum weeds. Pink pearl berries, all you can carry, put 'em in a bushel and haul 'em into town. Up in the tree there's opal nuts and gold pears- Hurry quick, grab a stick and shake some down. Take a silver tater, emerald tomater, fresh plump coral melons. Hangin' in reach. Ol' man Simon, diggin' in his diamonds, stops and rests and dreams about one ... real ... peach. ~ Shel Silverstein

The first time I came back to Watford, my second year, I climbed right into my bed and cried like a baby. I was still crying when Baz came in. "Why are you already weeping?" he snarled. "You're ruining my plans to push you to tears. ~ Rainbow Rowell

He's still looking in my eyes. Staring me down like he did that dragon, chin tilted and locked. "I'm not the Chosen One," he says.
I meet his gaze and sneer. My arm is a steel band around his waist. "I choose you," I say. "Simon Snow, I choose you. ~ Rainbow Rowell

He also says I tried to throw him down a flight of stairs that year. Really, we were fighting at the top of the staircase, and I got in a lucky punch that sent him flying. Then, when my aunt Fiona asked me if I'd pushed Simon Snow down a flight of stairs, I said, "Fuck yes I did. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Is it that important? Wouldn't it be more important to teach the least powerful? To help them make the most of what they do have? Should we teach only poets to read? ~ Rainbow Rowell

God of our life, there are days when the burdens we carry chafe our shoulders and weigh us down; when the road seems dreary and endless, the skies gray and threatening; when our lives have no music in them, and our hearts are lonely, and our souls have lost their courage. Flood the path with light, run our eyes to where the skies are full of promise; tune our hearts to brave music; give us the sense of comradeship with heroes and saints of every age; and so quicken our spirits that we may be able to encourage the souls of all who journey with us on the road of life, to your honor and glory. ~ Saint Augustine

And her mother says I'm handsome. That's really all her mum ever says to me. "Don't you look handsome, Simon."
What would she say to Baz? "Don't you look handsome, Basil. Please don't slaughter my family with your hideous fangs. ~ Rainbow Rowell

I'm going to die kissing Simon Snow ~ Rainbow Rowell

I think Aquaman feels - and deservedly so - like an A-list, premier DC hero. I hope that carries on; it certainly will carry over to Justice League. ~ Geoff Johns

It's impolite to stare, you know, even at your friends."
"Are we friends?" I asked her. More surprised than anything else.
"I'm helping you with your lesson, aren't I?"
She was. She'd just helped me shrink a football to the size of a marble.
"I thought you were helping me because I'm thick," I said.
"Everyone's thick," she replied. "I'm helping you because I like you. ~ Rainbow Rowell

I know I usually come here to tell you I'm sorry. But I think today I want to tell you that I'm going to be all right. ~ Rainbow Rowell

We're cool and mysterious and better-looking than any couple has a right to be. ~ Rainbow Rowell

I know I usually come down here to tell you I'm sorry. But I think today I want to tell you that I'm going to be all right. Don't let me be one of the things that keeps you from peace, Mother. I'm all right. ~ Rainbow Rowell

The way you were before… Simon Snow, there wasn't a day when I believed we'd both live through it."
"Though what?"
"Life. You were the sun, and I was crashing into you. I'd wake up every morning and think, 'This will end in flames. ~ Rainbow Rowell

He smiles, and he's made of trouble. We should have dropped him in the Thames in a bag of stones. We should have left him out for the fairies. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Enough, Snow, I'm not the Queen. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Carry on, Eleanor, ~ Rainbow Rowell

It was a good weekend. Five thousand words of Carry On. Fish tacos with radish and shredded cabbage. Only two more conversations about Wren. And Sunday afternoon brought Levi back, taking her front steps two at a time. ~ Rainbow Rowell

I just wanted to tell you that i'm going to carry on. As i am. ~ Rainbow Rowell

What do you want from me, Snow?"
"Nothing," he says. And he means it, the actual bastard. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Yes," he replied, "absolutely sans mademoiselle; for I am to take mademoiselle to the moon, and there I shall seek a cave in one of the white valleys among the volcano-tops, and mademoiselle shall live with me there, and only me." "She will have nothing to eat--you will starve her," observed Adèle. "I shall gather manna for her morning and night; the plains and hell-sides in the moon are bleached with manna, Adèle." "She will want to warm herself; what will she do for a fire?" "Fire rises out of the lunar mountains; when she is cold, I'll carry her up to a peak and lay her down on the edge of a crater." "Oh, she'll be uncomfortable there! And her clothes, they will wear out; how can she get new ones?" Mr. Rochester professed to be puzzled. "Hem!" said he. "What would you do, Adèle? Cudgel your brains for an expedient. How would a white or a pink cloud answer for a gown, do you think? And one could cut a pretty enough scarf out of a rainbow." "She is far better as she is," concluded Adèle, after musing some time; "besides, she would get tired of living with only you in the moon. If I were mademoiselle, I would never consent to go with you. ~ Charlotte Bronte

He was always more good than bad. He's still more good than bad, I think. It just goes to show how much of both a person can hold. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Cath wanted to work on her own story now. Not the one for class. "Carry on".
"Carry on" was Cath's story. Thousands of people were reading it. Thousands of people wanted her to finish.
This story she was supposed to be writing for class? Only one person cared if she finished it. And that one person wasn't even Cath. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Tall. Black hair swept back from his forehead. Lips curled up in a sneer... I know that face as well as my own. ~ Rainbow Rowell

I scroll past images every bit as violent and beautiful as Jeb's paintings: luminious, rainbow-skinned creatures with bulbous eyes and sparkly, silken wings who carry knives and swords; hideous, naked hobgoblins in chains who crawl on all fours and have corkscrew tails and cloven feet like pigs; silvery pixielike beings trapped in cages and crying oily black tears. ~ A.G. Howard

He swallows. Snow has the longest neck and the showiest swallow I've ever seen. His chin juts out and his Adam's apple catches - it's a whole scene. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Right. So I didn't tell her. Now, where do we start?"
His face falls into a pout. "I was counting on Bunce to tell us where to start."
"Let's start with what we know," I say. That's where Penelope always starts.
"Right." Baz actually seems nervous. He's tapping the chalk against his trouser leg, leaving white smudges. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Being with you is like clinging to a sinking raft instead of learning how to swim ~ Rainbow Rowell

Simon Snow, it hurts to look at you when you're this happy.
And it hurts to look at you when you're
depressed.
There's no safe time for me to see you, nothing about you that doesn't tear my heart from my chest and leave it breakable outside my body. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Go on, then," he says. "Carry on, Simon. ~ Rainbow Rowell