I have read somewhere that we often spend a lifetime searching for what we already have. Mary Balogh More Quotes by Mary Balogh More Quotes From Mary Balogh Have you noticed," she asked him, "how we live much of our lives in the past and most of the rest of it in the future? Have you noticed how often the present moment slips by quiet unnoticed? Mary Balogh moments quiet past Did she ever feel nostalgia for any of her girlhood dreams? But life was made up of a succession of dreams, some few to be realized, most to be set aside as time went on, one or two to persist for a lifetime. It was knowing when to abandon a dream, perhaps, that mattered and distinguished the successful people in life from the sad, embittered persons who never moved on from the first of life's great disappointments. Or from the airy dreamers who never really lived life at all. Mary Balogh disappointment successful dream Now I must live with the consequences of the choice I made. And I will not call it the wrong choice. That would be foolish and pointless. That choice led me to everything that has happened since, including this very moment, and the choices I make today or tomorrow or next week will lead me to the next and next present moments in my life. It is all a journey, Miss Jewell. I have come to understand that that is what life is all about-a journey and the courage and energy always to take the next step and the next without judgement about what was right and what was wrong. Mary Balogh choices journey next-week Everyone was a rose but even more complex than a mere flower. Everyone was made up of infinitely layered petals. And everyone had something indescribably precious at the heart of their being. No one was shallow. Not really. Mary Balogh flower rose heart He gazed up at the blue sky and knew that heaven—at least in this life—was neither a time nor a place to be grasped and made into a possession. It came in fleeting moments and then went away again to leave one nostalgic and yearning and on the verge of tears. Very much on the verge of tears. And very frightened. Mary Balogh sky blue heaven Why did people assume that the beautiful among them needed nothing but their beauty to bring them happiness? That behind the beauty there was nothing but an empty shell, insensitive shell? Mary Balogh shells beautiful people Always guarding one's real, precious self in a cocoon of tranquility within a thousand masks. Life itself had become a secret affair. Mary Balogh real self life I do not admire greatness that has no substance. Mary Balogh admire greatness substance Even friends need private spaces, if only within the depths of their own souls, where no one else is allowed to intrude. Mary Balogh depth space soul The suffering of a loved one was in many ways worse than one's one suffering because it left one feeling so very helpless. Mary Balogh suffering feelings way The worst thing about loneliness is that it brings one face to face with oneself. Mary Balogh lonely loneliness faces After you married, Crispin, she said, my heart was broken. I will not deny it. But I did not slip into a sort of suspended life that would be forever gray and meaningless if you did not somehow come back to me. I put back the pieces of my heart and kept on living. I am not the woman I was when I was in love with you and expecting to marry you. I am not the woman I was when I heard that you were married. I am the woman I have become in the five years since then, and she is a totally different person. I like her. I wish to continue living her life. Mary Balogh love-you heart years Black is the absence of all color. White is the presence of all colors. I suppose life must be one or the other. On the whole, though, I think I would prefer color to its absence. But then black does add depth and texture to color. Perhaps certain shades of gray are necessary to a complete palette. Even unrelieved black. Ah, a deep philosophical question. Is black necessary to life, even a happy life? Could we ever be happy if we did not at least occasionally experience misery? Mary Balogh philosophical happy-life thinking But the things is, you see, that two people can never actually become one no matter how close they are. And it would not be desirable even if it were possible. What would happen when one of them died? It would leave the other as a half a person, and that would be a dreadful thing. We must each be a whole person and therefore we each need some privacy to be alone with ourselves and our own feelings. Mary Balogh feelings two people My happiness has to come from within myself or it is too fragile a thing to be of any use to me and too much of a burden to benefit any of my loved ones. Mary Balogh benefits too-much use It was so much more comfortable to be able to divide people into heroes and villains and expect them to play their allotted part. Mary Balogh hero play people I do beg you to have some regard for my pride. A million years? I assure you I would stop asking after the first thousand. Mary Balogh pride years firsts She was not sorry. And if it was the wine telling her that, then she would tell the wine the same thing tomorrow. She was not sorry. Mary Balogh wine tomorrow sorry One day you will learn that love does not always betray you. Mary Balogh one-day inspirational love The real meaning of things lies deep down and the real meaning of things is always beautiful because it is simply love. Mary Balogh real beautiful lying
