“Dad?" she said. "Do you want some coffee?" he asked. "Are you okay?" She shook her head. No. "There are only so many hours you can sleep in a stranded vehicle." He glanced at the dashboard of her car, then at the untouched receipt--her receipt--sticking out of the machine a few feet away like a white tongue. "There's only so many times you can try to resurrect the dead. You can sit there all you want but you're not going anywhere. And, stuck as you are, you'll be forced to think about it, forced to wake up at some point, forced to depart or die here.” TruthDeathRelationshipsTrustWake UpMoving OnBreak UpBroken TrustResurrect The Dead Book:The Wake Up Source: The Wake Up
“Too many times we're stuck trying to revive the dead when we can't even rouse the living." The woman added a paperboard coffee sleeve around Lexi's cup. "I think if we spent as much time worrying about the life prior to the afterlife, we would likely have no time to contemplate the latter. Heaven and Hell are right here, inside of us. We take them with us wherever we go." "That's pretty good." Lexi took a sip of the coffee, desperate for caffeine. "What are your views on relationships?" Sahar smiled. "Don't settle until you find the one who makes you want to say ya'aburnee." "What?" "It's Arabic for 'you bury me.' The hope that the person you love will outlive you so that you will be spared the pain of living without them.” LoveRelationshipsReligiousTrue LoveAfterlifeHeaven And HellArabicBuryYa Aburnee Book:The Wake Up Source: The Wake Up
“There were many things she could have said, but we forget to forge armor against the knife-thrusts of our loved ones.” LoveRelationshipsHurtBetrayalLoved OnesBreak UpsBad Blood Author:Angela Panayotopulos