Coming Of Age Quotes

“Those that cross your paths will make a mark on your journey. Unfortunately, some may steer you in the wrong direction, leading you off the path you were meant to travel. Be especially wary of elves.”
― C. Toni Graham, Crossroads and the Dominion of Four

“I understood that there were limits to love, and I felt sure that one day people would run out of love for me.”
― Chloe Michelle Howarth, Sunburn

“My brother was a shell of his former self, his heart deeply scarred from everything we had endured.”
― Virginia Mary, Across the Great Ocean: Awakening

“It’s weird how something can be such a huge part of your life, and then one day, without even realizing, it becomes part of your past.”
― Britnee Meiser, All My Bests

“for the first time it occurred to me
that we were all ageing, that we would not be young for ever.”
― Tomasz Jedrowski, Swimming in the Dark

“... We were just having a talk about homosexuality."
"He is frightfully interested in that at the moment, although he can't have the least idea what it is - can he? It must be the effect of his overbearing and possessive mum. Odd what little children get up to; I was a committed transvestite at his age. But that seemed to get it out of the system," he added hastily.”
― Alan Hollinghurst, The Swimming-Pool Library

“You keep running away.”
“You keep finding me.”
― Becky Albertalli, Leah on the Offbeat

“Lies had only brought her family unnecessary pain. All these years she coulda understood her mother, rather than pushing her away.”
― Kim Catron, Threshing of Straw

“The only limit to our realization of tomorrow will be our doubts of today.”
― Zane Zubin, FARLEY STREET: A Supernatural Adventure of Self-Discovery, Cosmic Battles, and Paranormal Romance

“Memory is a workable thing, kind of like art. You can mold it and shape it, build it up or beat it down. The important bits will stay the same, but the details are going to change depending on who is doing the remembering, or when, or why.”
― Britnee Meiser, All My Bests

“Love makes you do embarrassing things,” Immie said. “And that’s why I don’t want any part of it.”
“I don’t think it works like that.”
In fact, I knew from experience that love wasn’t something you chose. It was something that happened to you.”
― Britnee Meiser, All My Bests

“She had been forced into prudence in her youth, she learned romance as she grew older—the natural sequel of an unnatural beginning.”
― Jane Austen, Persuasion

“Jatuh cinta itu mudah, yang sulit adalah menerimanya.”
― Brian Khrisna, Parable

“Nanti kamu bakal ngerti sendiri. Tapi intinya, jangan pernah menggantungkan kebahagiaan hidupmu dalam bentuk kehadiran orang lain. Cobalah untuk bisa bahagia ketika hidup sendiri. Jika kamu sudah bisa melakukan hal itu, maka gue jamin, kamu akan selalu bisa merasa cukup untuk bersama siapapun di hidupmu nanti.”
― Brian Khrisna, Parable

“Beberapa dari kita terkadang sulit menerima diri sendiri. Sulit untuk merasa bahagia dengan apa-apa yang sudah kita punya. Seakan hidup di kulit sendiri menjadi terasa begitu melelahkan. Lalu, kita menemukan seseorang yang ketika kita bersamanya, entah kenapa kita bisa menjadi orang yang begitu bahagia dengan diri sendiri. Seakan apa yang kita lakukan, apa yang kita ucapkan, apa yang kita lalui ketika bersama mereka, sama sekali tidak menimbulkan rasa benci kepada diri sendiri. Kita rasanya menjadi orang yang berbeda ketika mereka ada. Seseorang yang selama ini kita cari. Seseorang yang bahkan tanpa sadar membantumu sampai mengumpat, 'Nah! Ini, nih, kehidupan yang aku cari dari dulu!'; yang ketika kita bersamanya, segala kekurangan kita gak lagi jadi momok yang menakutkan. Chia, buat gue, ketika bersamanya, gue sama sekali tidak merasa takut untuk tidak diterima karena bentukan gue. Tidak juga merasa takut ditinggal pergi, meski nyatanya gue ditinggal pergi juga,”
― Brian Khrisna, Parable

“Once, when she received a 98 on a math test, he asked what had happened to the other two points. It was sort of a joke.”
― Roslyn Bernstein, The Girl Who Counted Numbers

“Ever-whimsical Chicago, I thank you for seemingly ordinary places that, for those in the know, are anything but. For speakeasies hidden inside barber shops and that apartment on Belmont Avenue that sings with a thousand stories.”
― Kiran Mathew

“Everyone talks about the grief of losing someone you love, but they don’t talk about the grief of losing everything familiar. It’s not just the person; it’s the life you shared, the little things that connected you to them. The mug my mom used for coffee, the pictures of her and us on the walls, the spot where Pacha tore the rug that she mended. It’s been seven years since she did that. The dog died two years ago and now mom has passed, but that line in the rug is still as clear in my sight as the day she sewed it.”
― J.M. Lefevre, They Say It's a River

“If I’m being given a blank page, I want to make sure that I am the one writing on it. Not some paint by numbers crap where the picture’s already set. That’s what Caroline wants to do. She wants to fit me into her picture. What if, that’s not what I want. If I am going to write the story of me, it’s going to be true to my heart.”
― J.M. Lefevre, They Say It's a River

“The Tahitian beauty is Tahitian Queen Obadia who believes the blue-eyed, blond-haired Nicholas has been sent to her by the island’s gods to give her the child she has never had.”
― Lance Morcan, New Zealand

“At the sight of Queen Obadia, the air was driven from Nicholas’s lungs. It was as if Hercules himself had punched him in the gut.

She’s beautiful!

Nicholas fought for breath as he took in every feature of the royal figurehead who was now standing only a few paces from him. He knew there wasn’t a more exquisite creature on the face of the planet. Others around him were equally impressed.”
― Lance Morcan, New Zealand

“Despite the fact that she was probably nearer forty than thirty, her radiance and beauty outshone that of the prettiest wahine. Statuesque, her golden skin was unblemished, and beneath the colourful cape that hung from her graceful shoulders her body was, in Nicholas’s opinion, perfection personified.”
― Lance Morcan, New Zealand

“High cheek bones gave Queen Obadia's face a rare and exotic beauty, but her most riveting feature was her almond eyes. Large and hypnotic, they roamed over the faces of the visitors seated before her, settling for one magical instant on Nicholas’s face. In that split-second he thought he saw something register in the queen’s eyes. Then it was gone as she turned her attention to others.”
― Lance Morcan, New Zealand

“He still looked confused, dazed, and I pushed him into the water ahead of me. I kept one hand firm on his shoulder and steered him up the river. Ankle-deep, the water was painfully cold as it seeped through the seams in my boots. The boy stumbled several times and would have stopped, but I pushed him on.

We'd gone perhaps half a league upriver when I heard the first faint bay of hounds. They were behind us, already approaching the riverbank, and the baying rapidly grew louder. I took my hand from the boy's shoulder t curl my fingers around the hilt of my sword. As if my sword would do much. If they wanted him dead, they'd have archers.”
― C.J. Brightley, The King's Sword

“Jamás creí que la conversación que realmente necesitaba vendría de parte de Annie, pero ahora agradecía que hubiera sido así. Si algo bueno había salido de todo esto, sería ella. Tal vez no en forma de amistad, pero sí como muestra real de que la sororidad era más importante que odiarnos sin sentido por un hombre.”
― Sofía Sahlym, Antes de la cosecha: 14 cuentos otoñales

“Creí estar oyendo algo que venía del más allá. El más allá del pasado, ese al que le dejas la puerta cerrada por si acaso se quiere meter de nuevo en tu vida.”
― Sofía Sahlym, Antes de la cosecha: 14 cuentos otoñales

“Ambos se miraron casi sin pestañear por un largo rato. Ninguno pronunció una palabra, ninguno lloró una sola lágrima. Él fue el primero en acercarse. Llevó sus dedos hacia el cabello de ella, peinado como el de Farrah Fawcett, y rozó un mechón. Luego, le acarició el rostro y la comisura de la boca. Dirigió su palma hacia el hombro de ella y siguió bajando un poco más, suavemente, hasta tomar su mano.”
― Sofía Sahlym, Antes de la cosecha: 14 cuentos otoñales

“Para bien o para mal, tal vez esto era lo único que yo necesitaba después de todo: un cierre actuado para nuestro muy real final. Algo un poco más dulce que lo amargo que sentí hace años, cuando pareció que durante veinte días de octubre había encontrado a mi alma gemela justo antes de dejar de hablarle para siempre.”
― Sofía Sahlym, Antes de la cosecha: 14 cuentos otoñales

“Nunca había escrito algo así antes. De vez en cuando algún poema casual se arrastraba en las servilletas que encontraba en el comedor donde trabajaba en ese entonces, pero nunca les había puesto una voz.”
― Sofía Sahlym, Antes de la cosecha: 14 cuentos otoñales

“But I want to caution you, what I am telling you is not for you to judge people. It is simply to help you understand that pain changes people. Sometimes forever.”
― LaShonda C. Henderson, Selah The Myth of Love Life Stories