The highway of life was littered with the roadkill of those who didn't know when to change lanes. Karen White More Quotes by Karen White More Quotes From Karen White The answers we seek aren't always the answers we want, are they? But knowing the truth is what helps us sleep at night. Karen White knowing sleep night A secret society exists, and is living among all of us. They are neither people nor animals, but something in-between. Karen White secret animal people Strong winds buffet the sea oats and tall dune grasses, tossing sand and seabirds where it will, winding my sister's golden hair into sunlit spirals of silk until it becomes the only good memory I have of her -- the only memory I allowed myself to keep. Karen White strong hair memories They say that not matter how old you become, when you are with your siblings, you revert back to childhood. Karen White childhood sibling matter Miles and years become suddenly invisible when you find yourself back where you started from, as if you've learned nothing and you are once again the person you once were. Karen White finding-yourself invisible years To give up too easily leads to regret, yet trying and then failing can lead us to second chances if we do not accept it as a failure, but a chance to learn. Karen White second-chance giving-up regret Every woman needs a daughter to tell her stories to. Karen White daughter stories needs Moving on doesn't mean forgetting. Karen White forget mean moving Sometimes we make decisions because it seems to be the only path visible at the moment. It's only later that we see there was more than one path, but the others were blocked from our vision at the time. That's the thing with hindsight, you see. Even if you can see it clearly, there's no going back. It's at that point we need to turn around and stare ahead and make a new life. Karen White vision new-life decision Life isn't perfect. It's not supposed to be. We all make mistakes. You bash your head against the wall and you get hurt, but you walk away and make the best of it. And that's what makes it life, Brenna, not perfection. You'll never find happiness if you only expect to find a perfect life. Happiness is something we reach for while we try to learn from our disappointments. Karen White wall disappointment hurt The word that came to me now was "defiant." Because a person had to be defiant to be able to stand amid the wreckage of her life and instead of shaking a fist, pick up a hammer. Karen White hammers able fists But there is room now in my heart for more memories, carved by a letting go that I could find only by coming home to a place I'd never been. Karen White letting-go home memories A great man once wrote, "Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones, as the wind blows out the candle and blows up the bonfire." If only I were as eloquent as Mr. de la Rochefoucauld...I miss you, I miss you, I miss you. And I want you. And I need your kiss. And your touch on my skin like a man needs water. Always. Karen White kissing blow men But I think sometimes a person has to be forced underwater to see if they're going to drown or swim. Karen White underwater swim thinking Sometimes I guess you need to lose everything before you realize what's really important. Karen White important sometimes needs when you lose your sails, row. Karen White sail loses You ain’t dead yet, so you ain’t done. Karen White done Great tragedy gives us opportunities for great kindness. Karen White kindness opportunity giving Mama?" "Yes, Emmy." She traced a rivulet of rain with her finger as it made its journey down the glass. "How do you know when it's been long enough?" Emmy could sense her mother smiling into the phone. "When you relaize that love doesn't have a time span. Only pain does. I think sometimes it's hard to distinguish between the two, so we just hold on to both of them like they're inseparable. Karen White pain mother rain Don’t see the notes. See the music. See the story it is telling you. Allow the music to change you. Allow it to give you the courage to do whatever you need to Karen White stories giving needs
