64 Quotes by Gina Marinello-Sweeney

Pain enlarges the heart, increasing its capacity to understand and care. Joy enters the heart, bathing it anew.

There are walks of pain—the pacing-around-your-house-lonesome-heartbreak kind. There are walks of joy—leaping and bold, ecstatic with good news. There are walks of new beginnings—the first steps of a child or a young woman learning to become like a child again.And there are hornets’ nests of walks that sting you with living terror.

I told my imagination to discontinue communication with my thoughts.

There is a host of angels surrounding you, Rebecca. Not figuratively. Literally. With wings spread far to encompass you, protect you with their Light. Remember that they are with you—see them with your heart and soul—whenever you are forced to engage in battle with forces that seek and have become, through their own will, evil.

They had a name for themselves, once, when all was free and unburdened, effortless, but very real.

The last time I checked, I wasn’t the one who tripped over a glass container of sugar that I had myself dropped... after, of course, having received several bruises from an attempt to retrieve a flip-flop that had somehow ended up in the sink.

She looked out into the yard, and her emptiness was filled with recollection.

Caution: Danger ahead. Do not refer to Adriana as little in regards to either her age or stature. If you happen to disregard this most basic of laws, approach with caution. Much, much caution.

75 degrees: the perfect—and possibly only acceptable—temperature.