Traci Blackmon Quotes

Wielding the Book proved even more difficult than Sefia had expected; the amount of information was so massive and so little of it was what she needed. ~ Traci Chee

Nothing was okay. And he was far from home. ~ Traci Chee

Controlling people do not like to be controlled. Controlling people do not like to have their agendas obstructed. ~ Traci Lawrence

In every aspect and among almost every demographic, how American society digested and processed the long, dark chapter between the end of the Civil War and the beginning of the civil rights movement has been delusion. ~ Douglas A. Blackmon

I feel sublime Then I lose ground Tripping on words That have no sound of love ~ Traci Lords

He shook his head. "Good-bye, my dear. I'm afraid the next time we meet, we'll be bitter enemies."
She clasped his hand. "Then I hope we never meet again."
Then, with a wave of her hands, she vanished. ~ Traci Chee

May our eyes focus rightly on Christ ... before the need to please others, before church, and before the busyness of Christian life. Those things will surely have their place, but they will be most valuable if put in their proper position. ~ Traci LaRussa

Whatever he learned from me, I learned well from Leonardo that teaching is a matter of drawing out from men what is already in their hearts, and that men learn only what they want to. ~ Traci L. Slatton

a Sicilian grandma is a formidable opponent ~ Traci Andrighetti

Be good or don't get caught. ~ Traci Lords

I enjoy reality TV shows. Watching them, and appearing in them. There's a spontaniety involved in the unscripted shows that I like to be involved with. ~ Traci Bingham

The dead no longer existed.
Except in story.
Some stories were modest in scale, existing in a single family or a small community of believers who whispered among themselves so their loved ones would not be forgotten.
Others were so powerful they would transform the very fabric of the world. ~ Traci Chee

Here before you lies the memorial to St. Cefnogwr, though he is not buried here, of course." At her words, an uncanny knowing flushed through Katy and, crazy-of-crazy, transfixed her. "Why? Where is he?" Traci stepped forward, hand on her hip. A you're-right-on-cue look crossed the guide's face. She pointed to the ceiling. Traci scoffed. "I meant, where's the body?" Her American southern accent lent a strange contrast to her skepticism. Again, the tour guide's arthritic finger pointed upward, and a smile tugged at her lips, the smokers' wrinkles on her upper lip smoothing out. "That's the miracle that made him a saint, you see. Throughout the twelve hundreds, the Welsh struggled to maintain our independence from the English. During Madog's Rebellion in 1294, St. Cefnogwr, a noble Norman-English knight, turned against his liege lord and sided with the Welsh - " "Norman-English?" Katy frowned, her voice raspy in her dry throat. "Why would a Norman have a Welsh name and side with the Welsh?" She might be an American, but her years living in England had taught her that was unusual.

"The English nicknamed him. It means 'sympathizer' in Welsh. The knight was captured and, for his crime, sentenced to hang. As he swung, the rope creaking in the crowd's silence, an angel of mercy swooped down and - " She clapped her hands in one decisive smack, and everyone jumped. "The rope dangled empty, free of its burden. Proof, we say, of his noble cause. He's been venerated ever since ~ Angela Quarles

All of life is change. When we learn to stop fighting it, that's when we can start to be happy. ~ Traci Depree

My friends are trying to get me to go out on blind dates. Big 'NO' to that because all my friends are a bunch of lying geeks. They're always like, 'Brian, you're really gonna dig this girl. She's got Traci Lords' eyes, Michelle Pfeiffer's nose, Kim Basinger's lips.' Yeah, they always forget to tell me she's also got Charlie Brown's head. ~ Brian Posehn

Sentiment makes fools of us all. ~ Traci Chee

A story is just life happening to someone else, that feels as if you could survive because the author did. ~ Traci McDonald

All we really have here on this earth is those who love us. ~ Traci Lords

Look towards the horizon, that's where the adventures are. ~ Traci Chee

Anytime you can learn for yourself, experience for yourself, apprehend directly and with no intermediary, you must do so. ~ Traci L. Slatton

Maybe someone was reading her right now, and if she looked up, she would see their eyes staring down at her, following her every move. Maybe someone was reading the reader. ~ Traci Chee

If anything could be a book, there was no telling what you could learn, if you knew what to look for. Smooth river stones spelled out across a mossy floor. Lines drawn in the sand. Or inscribed on the side of a fallen log, half-obscured by twigs and mulch: This is a book. ~ Traci Chee

Aubade with a Broken Neck The first night you don't come home summer rains shake the clematis. I bury the dead moth I found in our bed, scratch up a rutabaga and eat it rough with dirt. The dog finds me and presents between his gentle teeth a twitching nightjar. In her panic, she sings in his mouth. He gives me her pain like a gift, and I take it. I hear the cries of her young, greedy with need, expecting her return, but I don't let her go until I get into the house. I read the auspices - the way she flutters against the wallpaper's moldy roses means all can be lost. How she skims the ceiling means a storm approaches. You should see her in the beginnings of her fear, rushing at the starless window, her body a dart, her body the arrow of longing, aimed, as all desperate things are, to crash not into the object of desire, but into the darkness behind it. ~ Traci Brimhall

Rovon said very seriously, looking into her eyes, "You never have to take a life, Riki. You always have a choice."
Archer folded his napkin. Almost picked a fight with his uncle. Almost walked out.
A choice?
Sometimes the choice was kill or die. ~ Traci Chee

When white Americans frankly peel back the layers of our commingled pasts, we are all marked by it. Whether a company or an individual, we are marred either by our connections to the specific crimes and injuries of our fathers and their fathers. Or we are tainted by the failures of our fathers to fulfill our national credos when their courage was most needed. We are formed in molds twisted by the gifts we received at the expense of others. It is not our "fault." But it is undeniably our inheritance. ~ Douglas A. Blackmon

Survival is overrated. ~ Traci Chee

If you want to save him, you can't keep him. ~ Traci Chee

In a world where the only evidence of your existence was a body subject to decay and the works you left behind when the body was gone, you tried all manner of things to convince yourself that your life had some meaning, some permanence. ~ Traci Chee

Were they all just stories whose endings had already been written, the dates of their deaths pinned to the page with periods? ~ Traci Chee

But being smart was overrated. Being stupid and brave and curious? Now that's something stories are made of. Dimarion's ~ Traci Chee

She closed her eyes. She didn't want the world. She wanted his mouth on
hers. She wanted his hands at her neck, along her back. She wanted Archer,
and, at least for tonight, absolutely nothing else. ~ Traci Chee

I am an architect of words; there is no limit to the number of 'stories' I can create! ~ Traci M. Sanders

If you're sexy, everybody will love you. That's what I wanted
for everybody to love me. ~ Traci Lords

The slavery that survived long past emancipation was an offense permitted by the nation, perpetrated across an enormous region over many years and involving thousands of extraordinary characters. Some of that story is in fact lost, but every incident in this book is true. Each character was a real person. Every direct quotation comes from a sworn statement or a record documented at the time. ~ Douglas A. Blackmon

It was little more than a weak flame flickering under the weight of his melancholia, but it was there. A splinter of possibility. Maybe he didn't want to die.
Maybe, just maybe, he wanted to live.
It didn't burn away his sadness. It didn't make his future appear any less dark.
But it was there - hope, perhaps, or something like it - and it was enough. ~ Traci Chee

A good leader protects his own, if you ask me. ~ Traci Chee

Together, we can do anything. ~ Traci Chee

To sweeten the hours we share scandals from the city, how curators removed an elephant's heart from the museum because it began beating when anyone in love looked at it, how the coroner found minnows swimming in a drowned girl's lungs. ~ Traci Brimhall

Stranger inside me, when you are born, I will give you
a closed book and ask you never to read it, never rest,
never forgive a man who wants to save you. ~ Traci Brimhall

This is a book, and a book is a world, and words are the seeds in which meanings are curled. Pages of oceans and margins of land are civilizations you hold in the palm of your hand. But look at your world and your life seems to shrink to cities of paper and seas made of ink. Do you know who you are, or have you been misled? Are you the reader, or are you the read? ~ Traci Chee

version of Amber. ~ Traci Hohenstein