Most people talk when they have nothing to say. I’m not talking because I have too much to say. None of which I’d want you to hear.— Megan McCafferty
The most informative Megan McCafferty quotes that will activate your desire to change
I never understood the point of being sad when I could choose to be happy
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Where's my syllabus to guide me through life?
I almost can’t believe I’m going to make myself vulnerable to him again.
But what is love but the most extreme and exquisite form of risk perception? I know that relationships don’t last. And yet, with him, the risk of not being with him is much worse than any other hurt I can imagine.
This is my new hobby. I watch my life depart minute by minute. I anticipate the end of everything and anything -- a conversation, a class, track practice, darkness -- only to be left with more clock-watching to take its place. I'm continually waiting for something better that never comes. Maybe it would help if I knew what I wanted.
What I envy most about you and everyone else heading back to school is the certainty of it all. You’ve got a prescribed set of requirements to guide you through the next few years. Focus your energy on the completion of those assignments and you’ll succeed. Guaranteed. Where’s my syllabus to guide me through life?
I just don't see the point in beating myself up.
I think it's more productive to concentrate on being a better person right now than punishing myself for who I was in the past.
Fortunately for me, I'm still evolving into the person I'm supposed to be.
And though they don't know it yet, and may not come to accept it, I'm done living by their protocols or anyone else's. I'm the only one who will take credit for my successes. And I'm the only one who will take the blame for my mistakes. From now on, I live for me.
Gone for a while Hoping, always, to return If you will let me
chromosomal dance oh, heavenly happenstance rare creation, you -Marcus (Poetry Spam #22)
Humans find meaningfulness where none exists because we want to create a sense of order in this chaotic universe. It's called apophenia. (And it's also the reason people believe in God.)
You can only be in a bad mood for so long before you have to face up to the fact that it isn't a bad mood at all; it's just your sucky personality.
I love when I reach Marcus on the phone and as he says hello, I can hear the music he's listening to in the background. That music is the sound of him without me. How he surrounds himself when I'm not there, which is almost all the time.
My thoughts create my world -Marcus Flutie
I'VE LEARNED THAT YOU CAN'T CONTROL WHAT OTHER PEOPLE ARE GOING TO THINK ABOUT YOU. THE BEST YOU CAN DO IN LIFE IS NOT PISS YOURSELF OFF.
You, yes, you, linger inside my heart The same you who stopped us before we could start.
Hornergy' is Zen's term for the indomitable athletic edge powered by sexual restraint. The basketball, baseball and football teams haven't had a winning season in years. The table-tennis team, however, is undefeated.
I know it makes sense for me and him to just break up now and just live our seperate lives and not have to worry about missing each other all the time. But when I think about that, I get sick. Physically sick. Like I seriously throw up. I need to be with him, even if I can’t, like, be with him.
I used to think that I wouldn't change anything from my past, because doing so would inevitably affect who I am now. But considering my current state, I'm thinking it might not be a bad idea to go back in time to fix things.
...he makes me feel out of control and out of my head. He is exhilarating and terrifying. I see and feel him everywhere, and I'm always grasping for equilibrium even when he's not there... I feel like I'm always falling in love, falling and falling and falling.
As much as I don't care about those things, I think it's human nature to not want to feel totally insignificant.
Girls will get together just to get together.
Guys need an activity as an excuse. Otherwise it’s too homo for them to handle.
So much of courtship is the unspoken.
I can let my true self shine in front of God.
I love you, too." But this hopeful farewell does little to bring peace of mind, even now. Loving you has never been the problem. What's troubling me is how loving you may never be enough.
Love may have the longest arms, but it can still fall short of an embrace.
Marcus Flutie slept with just about every girl on the Eastern Seaboard except me. Though, he tried to get into my panties when I was a freshman but turned him down because I refuse to disempower myself just for a few clit twitches.
Then a lightning bolt shot straight through my skivvies. Sha-ZAM!
The great thing about fiction is that you can start off by telling the truth, then start making stuff up like crazy whenever you feel like it.
You have stopped the arrow of time... There's no meaning to this rhyme... Because my song will never mean as much as the one.. He once sang.. For you, yes, you.
We are perfect in our imperfection.
See, my idea of cute comes with an IQ requirement.
It's geeky cute. It's Rivers Cuomo, not Justin Timberlake. It's Gideon Yago, not Brian Mcfayden. Jimmy Fallon, yes please! Brad Pitt, no thank you.
The tales we tell ourselves about ourselves makes us who we are.
Ever notice how people wait until they're not going to see you anymore to say something nice to you?
What are your thoughts?' 'My thoughts?' I replied, before I even realized what I was saying. 'My thoughts created my world.' Mac sat up in his seat. He scrunched his curls with his hands, perplexed. 'Who said that?' I told him the truth. 'Oh, just someone I used to know,' I said, stroking the naked skin on my middle finger.
It's so much easier to convince yourself you're madly in love with someone when you know nothing about him.
Bad things can happen to anyone at any time, whether you follow the rules or not.
Love," he said, "has the longest arms.
I believe that what we get out of life is what we've set ourselves up to get, so there's no such thing as an inconsequential decision. Our destinies are the culmination of all the choices we've made along the way, which is why it's imperative to listen hard to your inner voice when it speaks up. Don't let anyone else's noise drown it out.
So everything we believe about happiness is wrong," I said.
He nodded. Everything?" I asked, when what I meant was, Everything? Including you? Including me? And Marcus, being Marcus, knew what I really wanted to know, and answered my silent, more significant question. He held up his hand to shield the rays and looked me in the eyes. Almost.
Faith is accepting what makes no sense, what we cannot prove, but know down deep in our souls is real.
That's what all love comes down to, doesn't it? We help others only as much as they let us.
Don't stop doing what you love. Don't let your future be ruined by a bunch of loony sand monkeys.
We're all people", he said simply. "It doesn't matter if you're two, thirty-two, or ninety-two. Everyone wants to be treated with respect. Everyone wants to feel like they matter in this world.
She mailed me a Merry Christmas-I'm-Breaking-Up-with-You card.
I'll read it to you," he said. He cleared his throat. "Dear Marcus. Merry Christmas. I'm breaking up with you. Mia.
I love you. And I want you, too. But. However. Unfortunately...
Words can be used as a bomb or balm.
You gotta take chances in this life or you're already dead.
I am trying to come up with some "adult" reads, but I mostly read young adult fiction (my job), which, by the way is excellent. I will post about some of my favorites that should appeal to adult readers