“Faith seems to grab people and not let go, but hope is a double-crosser. It can beat it on you anytime; it's your job to dig in your heels and hang on. Must be nice to have hope in your pocket, like loose change you could jingle through your fingers.” PeopleSeemsJobsNiceLetting GoBeatsFingersPocketsHeelsBeing NiceHaving HopeJinglesLoose Change Book:Strings Attached Source: Strings Attached
“Amy felt her phone vibrate. She held it up. It was from Ian. DON'T ASK THE PRICE OF ANYTHING. DON'T SMILE. DON'T SAY "DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING CHEAPER?" DON'T Amy shoved the phone back in her pocket. "Just pretend to be Ian," she told Dan.” AsksFeltPhonesPocketsCheaperAmyVibrate Author:Judy Blundell
“I always wanted a father. Any kind. A strict one, a funny one, one who bought me pink dresses, one who wished I was a boy. One who traveled, one who never got up out of his Morris chair. Doctor, lawyer, Indian chief. I wanted shaving cream in the sink and whistling on the stairs. I wanted pants hung by their cuffs from a dresser drawer. I wanted change jingling in a pocket and the sound of ice cracking in a cocktail glass at five thirty. I wanted to hear my mother laugh behind a closed door.” KindWantedMotherFatherSoundBehindsBoysLaughingFiveDoorsDoctorsDressesGlassesLawyerIceChiefsIndianThirtyPocketsChairsPantsCreamHungTraveledStrictStairsCocktailsDrawersClosed DoorsShavingWhistlingCuffsDressersMorrisShaving CreamIndian Chief Book:What I Saw and How I Lied Source: What I Saw and How I Lied
