8 Quotes by Carol Goodman

We don't get to choose what truths God reveals to us -- but we do get to choose what we do with the truths -- whom we share it with and how.

I think that sometimes when you get used to a bad thing -- like being in prison or getting kidnapped by fairies -- it's better to live with that bad thing than trying to change it. Because what if you get to chance to change it and you mess up? What if it's your last chance?

There’s always that first step in skating, from dry ground to slick ice, when it just seems impossible. Impossible that two thin blades of metal will support you, impossible that because its molecules have begun to dance a little slower water will hold you up.

Hush, hush, my bonnie sweet lamb. Tho’ my ship must sail in the morning, I will be with you When the salt spray fans the shore, I will be with you When the wind blows the heather, I will be with you when the dove sings her song, Sing ba la loo laddie, sing ba la loo dear Hush, hush, my bonnie sweet lamb.

It is that time of evening when the sky shifts from indigo to violet. In sympathy, the sea has darkened to purple – a color that could earn the Homeric epithet “wine-dark.” Lights are just beginning to come on around the shoreline, like beads being strung, one by one, on a curved diadem crowning the amethyst brow of the bay.

Which of us can say what the gods hold wicked?

I could feel my difference – my wrongness – like an itch on my skin that threatened to spread into an ugly rash for everybody to see.

You see it is not enough to merely evade evil. One must seek it out and destroy it.