Everything I dream is something simple and plain and everyday. Thatโs how I know they are dreams. Because the simple and plain and everyday things are the ones that we can never have
Ally CondieBecause I feel no anger toward my mother. Only loss, and loss is a feeling you canโt fight your way out of as easily.
Ally CondieI am trapped in glass and I want to break out and breath deep but Iยดm too afraid that it will hurt.
Ally CondieEveryone has something of beauty about them. But loving let's you look, and look, and look again. You notice the back of a hand, the turn of a head, the way of a walk. When you first love, you look blind and you see it all as the glorious, beloved whole, or a beautiful sum of beautiful parts. But when you see the one you love as pieces, as why's, you can love those parts too, and it's a love at once more complicated and more complete.
Ally Condie