Failure is simply the opportunity to begin again, this time more intelligently.
Existence is a strange bargain. Life owes us little; we owe it everything. The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for a purpose.
The innocent seldom find an uncomfortable pillow.
Pleasure admitted in undue degree, enslaves the will, nor leaves the judgment free.
Fate steals along with silent tread, Found oftenest in what least we dread; Frowns in the storm with angry brow, But in the sunshine strikes the blow.
We are never more in danger than when we think ourselves most secure, nor in reality more secure than when we seem to be most in danger.
Far happier are the dead methinks than they who look for death and fear it every day.
At long last, we may be returning to the original two-sided sense of the word virus, which originally signified either a life-giving substance or a deadly venom. Viruses are indeed exquisitely deadly, but they have provided the world with some of its most important innovations. Creation and destruction join together once more.
I knew, in the silence that followed, that anything could happen here. It might be too late: again, I might have missed my chance. But I would at least know I tried, that I took my heart and extended my hand, whatever the outcome. "Okay," he said. He took a breath. "What would you do, if you could do anything?" I took a step toward him, closing the space between us. "This," I said. And then I kissed him.
I personally believe Patch scared the pants off normal, and it took off running for the far side of the world.
The gift of The Giver is something good and true and beautiful about what is good and true and beautiful in humanity.