418 Quotes by Mary E. Pearson

I wonder at the weight of a Sparrow.

There is something about her eyes. Eyes don't breathe. I know that much. But hers look breathless.

it is amazin, she thinks, how simple appearances can be created - a rush, a smile, a new coat of paint, a slow, calm voice, a hug, a new dress - a resolve to keep out questions and cling to secrets

Tell me who I am. (29)

There are many words and definitions I have never lost. But some I am only just beginning to truly understand.

I decide that sometimes definitions are wrong. Even if they're written in a dictionary. Identities aren't always separate and distinct. Sometimes they ARE wrapped up with others. Sometimes, for a few minutes, maybe they can even be shared. And if I am ever fortunate enough to return to Mr. Bender's garden, I wonder if the birds will see that piece of him that is wrapped up in me.

Airports and 'leg room' on planes are a form of medieval torture.

Picture yourself five years from now. Where do you want to be? Remember that. Every day. That’s how you’ll get there.

You are Rahtan, Kazi. You have a promise to keep, and you will betray him eventually.