Sunday, May 25, 2014

Sam Reviews "The Night Circus" by Erin Morgenstern - May 2014

"A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world."
-Oscar Wilde

"There are girls in feathered costumes who spin at various heights, suspended by ribbons that they can manipulate.  Marionettes that control their own strings."

"The finest of pleasures are always the unexpected ones,"
"How much is payment?" he asks
"Whatever you wish to pay for a glimpse of your future," the fortune-teller says.  Bailey stops to consider this for a moment.  It is strange, but fair.

"The future is never set in stone."

"I suppose there will never be a lack of things to say, of stories to be told and shared."

"Just because you could never decide which one of us you were in love with does not make us interchangeable."

"You believe you could not live with the pain.  Such pain is not lived with.  It is only endured.  I am sorry."

"You are no longer quite certain which side of the fence is a dream."

Saturday, April 26, 2014

Sam Reviews "Wild Magic" by Tamora Pierce - April 2014

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean--"
"To speak of it?" asked the K'mir.  Diane nodded.  "You have to, just to bleed off the poison from the memory."

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Sam Reviews "Dark Witch" by Nora Roberts - April 2014

"God I'm crazy about him."
"It's early yet for crazy isn't it?"
"Don't you know when you know?  Five minutes, five years - how does that change what you know?  I wanted to know with the man I was with before.  I tried to know.  I liked him, and I was comfortable with him.  I told myself, 'Give it more time', but time didn't change anything.  Not for either of us as it turned out."

Saturday, March 22, 2014

Sam Reviews "The Last Lecture" by Randy Pausch - March 2014

I was touched by the parents allowing him to paint the walls.  My parents didn't allow that, but I could put up anything I wanted, but I always thought it was cool how Autumn had a bunch of hand painted things on the walls.

"When you're screwing up and nobody says anything to you anymore, that means they've given up on you."

I loved the bit about the stuffed animals.  I feel like I need to add that to my bucket list even though I suck at carnival games.  Such a sweet gesture and the irony of the giant elephant.

The part about him being an uncle made me tear up so bad!  Makes me wish I was closer to my cousins who knew my dad well.

"The brick walls are there to stop the people who don't want it badly enough.  They're there to stop the other people."
-But when do you have to choose to stop so something else can come into your life?

"I had fallen in love, even if she was still finding her way."

"I'm going to find a way to be happy, and I'd really love to be happy with you, but if I can't be happy with you, then I'll find a way to be happy without you."

I relate to the name thing.  I abhor being called Sammi but I can't stop my family and some choice people from being persistent.  It's not worth getting mad over anymore.

"If you can't (or won't) sort mail, where is the proof that you can do anything?"

Friday, December 6, 2013

Sam Reviews "Love Warps the Mind a Little" by John Dufresne

"I detested this banal and reprehensible behavior, but I also hated who I had become with Martha.  I would be nasty for no reason.  Often when she would speak, I'd respond with sarcasm.  Even when I knew I was doing this, I couldn't stop myself.  I was hurting her, and resenting her for somehow making me hurt her, so I'd lash out again.  Something had gone wrong in the marriage.  Maybe what went wrong was me.  We were in trouble, and I did something about it.  I took a risk and I left, so to speak.  I let myself be tempted away.  I could have waited until we punished each other more, I suppose, until Martha caught on and left me.  Or maybe this was all just the normal course of intimacy, like the falling away of physical love.  This is just what happens when two people are so close over so long a time.  Just a bump in the road."

"I knew I could have gone on for the rest of my life with Martha and been happy.  Maybe not ecstatic, but content, not fulfilled, maybe, but satisfied, secure, benevolent.  Still the easiest thing for me to do now was to go home, back to Martha.  Would this be fair if there was even a chance I might leave again?  Martha would take me back if I promised to change my ways.  But you know how long promises last.  Soon we'd find ourselves alone in a quiet room, uncomfortable.  Maybe I'd realize I'd been aloof, cold, and I'd try to be more loving.  But if you have to attempt love, can you be in love?"