What are your thoughts?' 'My thoughts?' I replied, before I even realized what I was saying. 'My thoughts created my world.' Mac sat up in his seat. He scrunched his curls with his hands, perplexed. 'Who said that?' I told him the truth. 'Oh, just someone I used to know,' I said, stroking the naked skin on my middle finger.
Megan McCaffertyWhen I'm at school in the city, I don't feel particularly worldly or wise. It's only when I come back home that I remember exactly why I left.
Megan McCaffertyFaith is accepting what makes no sense, what we cannot prove, but know down deep in our souls is real.
Megan McCaffertyYou called me a natural con artist and asked me what other secrets I was hiding. I didn't answer because I already knew, in some deep, primal way, what furtive truth you were referring to: That I was destined to fall in love with you.
Megan McCaffertyDid you know that the average American spends six months of his or her life waiting for red lights to turn green? Six months wasted, waiting for permission to move on. Think of all the other stuff you could do with that time.” I was totally confused. “In the car?” “In your life,” he said.
Megan McCafferty