Sherwood Smith Famous Quotes and Saying

Memory warps time, as it does the sights and sounds and smells of reality; for what shapes it is emotion, which can twist what seems clear, just as the surface of a pond seems to bend the stick thrust into the water.

Sherwood Smith

sight memories reality

The only noise now was the rain, pattering softly with the magnificent indifference of nature for the tangled passions of humans.

Sherwood Smith

tangled passion rain

When in doubt, be ridiculous.

Sherwood Smith

when-in-doubt ridiculous doubt

When people first discover beauty, they tend to linger. Even if they don’t at first recognize it for what it is.

Sherwood Smith

ifs people firsts

Except. What is normal at any given time? We change just as the seasons change, and each spring brings new growth. So nothing is ever quite the same.

Sherwood Smith

normal growth spring

No, I don't think I could fall in love with him, handsome though he is, because I don't accept any of that huff he gives me about my great beauty and all that. I'd have to trust a man's words before I could love him. I think.

Sherwood Smith

falling-in-love men thinking

It would have been funny if I had been an observer and not a participant, an idea that gave me a disconcerting insight into gossip. As I walked beside the silent Tamara, I realized that despite how entertaining certain stories were, at the bottom of every item of gossip there was someone getting hurt.

Sherwood Smith

gossip hurt ideas

Despite how entertaining certain stories were, at the bottom of every item of gossip there was someone getting hurt.

Sherwood Smith

gossip hurt stories

One doesn't lose a self, like a pair of gloves or a pine. We learn and change, or we harden into stone.

Sherwood Smith

gloves self stones

If more people recognized the difference between friendship and mere attraction, or how love must partake of both to prosper, I expect there'd be more happy people." "And a lot fewer poems and plays," I said, laughing as I splashed about in the scented water.

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differences play water

We'll abduct Garian. Or Jason." "And—?" "And dump them into the ocean. Nobody would ever pay a ransom for them.

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jason ransom ocean

I had seen ardency in men's eyes, but I had only felt it once. With Flauvic, false and therefore easy to dismiss. I suddenly wished that I could feel it now. No, I did feel it. I did have the same feeling, only I had masked it as restlessness, or as the exhortation to action, or as anger. I thought how wonderful it would be to see that spark now, in the right pair of eyes.

Sherwood Smith

eye feelings men

Why is it the songs all end with the good people winning, but in life they don't?" They don't make songs when the good lose," I muttered. "They make war chants against the bad. So there won't be any songs for us.

Sherwood Smith

winning song war

Why did I laugh at his sorry, bedraggled appearance? Because ridiculousness made a repellant situation more bearable.

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appearance sorry laughing

Everyone is an idiot," I stated. "Except me.

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idiot

Because you showed one face to all the rest of the world, and another to me.

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crown-duel faces world

Finally someone takes me seriously enough to ask for my word of honor, and it’s a villain.

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villain enough honor

So let me end with the wish that you find the same kind of happyiness, and laughter, and love, that I have found, and that you have the wisdon to make them last.

Sherwood Smith

laughter and-love wish

They're safe,'' he said. "And you're not made of glass". He swept me up in his arms. I laughed. "And I'm not made of glass." He carried me into our room and kicked the door shut behind us.

Sherwood Smith

glasses safe doors

Angry men with pointy things sent to secure a foreign city are pretty much alike anywhere. That's what I've heard. So far nothing's convinced me different.

Sherwood Smith

angry-man cities men

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Memory warps time, as it does the sights and sounds and smells of reality; for what shapes it is emotion, which can twist what seems clear, just as the surface of a pond seems to bend the stick thrust into the water.

The only noise now was the rain, pattering softly with the magnificent indifference of nature for the tangled passions of humans.

When in doubt, be ridiculous.

When people first discover beauty, they tend to linger. Even if they don’t at first recognize it for what it is.

Except. What is normal at any given time? We change just as the seasons change, and each spring brings new growth. So nothing is ever quite the same.

No, I don't think I could fall in love with him, handsome though he is, because I don't accept any of that huff he gives me about my great beauty and all that. I'd have to trust a man's words before I could love him. I think.

Despite how entertaining certain stories were, at the bottom of every item of gossip there was someone getting hurt.

One doesn't lose a self, like a pair of gloves or a pine. We learn and change, or we harden into stone.

If more people recognized the difference between friendship and mere attraction, or how love must partake of both to prosper, I expect there'd be more happy people." "And a lot fewer poems and plays," I said, laughing as I splashed about in the scented water.

We'll abduct Garian. Or Jason." "And—?" "And dump them into the ocean. Nobody would ever pay a ransom for them.

Why is it the songs all end with the good people winning, but in life they don't?" They don't make songs when the good lose," I muttered. "They make war chants against the bad. So there won't be any songs for us.

Why did I laugh at his sorry, bedraggled appearance? Because ridiculousness made a repellant situation more bearable.

Everyone is an idiot," I stated. "Except me.

Because you showed one face to all the rest of the world, and another to me.

Finally someone takes me seriously enough to ask for my word of honor, and it’s a villain.

So let me end with the wish that you find the same kind of happyiness, and laughter, and love, that I have found, and that you have the wisdon to make them last.

They're safe,'' he said. "And you're not made of glass". He swept me up in his arms. I laughed. "And I'm not made of glass." He carried me into our room and kicked the door shut behind us.

Angry men with pointy things sent to secure a foreign city are pretty much alike anywhere. That's what I've heard. So far nothing's convinced me different.

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