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"Slush is frozen over. People say that winter lasts forever, but it's because they obsess over the thermometer. North in the mountains, the maple syrup is trickling. Brave geese punch through the thin ice left on the lake. Underground, pale seeds roll over in their sleep. Starting to get restless. Starting to dream green."
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"The worst of me is the raw material from which God molds the best of me."
"None of us can undo what we've done, or relive a life already recorded. But, ... there is no such thing as "too late" in life."
"You have to work on it. You have to meditate on God's Word, which itself will change you and transform you into the image and character of God."
"The splendid thingabout falling apartsilently...is thatyou can start overas many timesas you like."
"With newborns becomes new imagination into new wisdom and knowledge."
"Easter is the miracle of transformation as seen in the change of seasons, in the maturation of mortal persons, and in the resurrection of souls."
"Harsh winters precede pleasant springs."
"There was a charm in being reborn into the world when one was old enough to appreciate it."
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"Why do you have such a crappy attitude about math?''I don't. I have a crappy attitude about everything."
"If I can write a book that will help the world make a little more sense to a teen, then that's why I was put on the planet."
"I pull my lower lip all the way in between my teeth. If I try hard enough, maybe I can gobble my whole self this way.... I didn't try hard enough to swallow myself."
"Why are you being so mean?''Friends tell friends the truth.''yeah, but not to hurt, to help."
"My English teacher has no face. She has uncombed stringy hair that droops on her shoulders. The hair is black from her part to her ears and then neon orange to the frizzy ends. I can't decide if she had pissed off her hairdresser or is morphing into a monarch butterfly. I call her Hairwoman."
"There was a loud shuffling above. A line of redcoats took their position at the edge of the ravine and aimed down at the rebels. 'Present!' the British officer screamed to his men. 'Present!' yelled the American officer. His men brought the butts of their muskets up to their shoulders and sighted down the long barrels, ready to shoot and kill. I pressed my face into the earth, unable to plan a course of escape. My mind would not be mastered and thought only of the wretched, lying, foul, silly girl who was the cause of everything. I thought of Isabel and I missed her. 'FIRE!"
"This is wonderful, wonderful! Be the bird. You are the bird. Sacrifice yourself to abandoned family values...."
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