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Top Quotes from Top Books of All Time

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“Our children pay a heavy price when we lack consciousness. Overindulged, over-medicated, and over-labeled, many of them are unhappy. This is because, coming from unconsciousness ourselves, we bequeath to them our own unresolved needs, unmet expectations, and frustrated dreams. Despite our best intentions, we enslave them to the emotional inheritance we received from our parents, binding them to the debilitating legacy of ancestors past. The nature of unconsciousness is such that, until it’s metabolized, it will seep through generation after generation. Only through awareness can the cycle of pain that swirls in families end. T”

The Conscious Parent: Transforming Ourselves, Empowering Our Children

Shefali Tsabary

“You can't keep the birds of sadness from flying over your head, but you can keep them from nesting in your hair.”

Walk Two Moons

Sharon Creech

“The possibility of eternal life begins the day we are born, not the day we die.”

Selling Water by the River: A Book about the Life Jesus Promised and the Religion That Gets in the Way

Shane Hipps

“There is such solace in the mere sight of water. It clothes us delicately in its blowing salt and scent, gossamer items that medicate the poor soul”

On Canaan's Side

Sebastian Barry

“The 'voice of sanity' is getting hoarse.”

North

Seamus Heaney

“Now, it’s certainly not true for *every* woman, but the ones I have had the good fortune to know in my life have all followed this rule. If you need a favor, you bring her flowers. If you need her forgiveness, you bring her jewelry. And if you need both, you bring her a book.”

Seven Blades in Black

Sam Sykes

“You’re in my fucking blood, and I’ll tear apart anyone who dares to fucking touch you.”

The Unrequited

Saffron A. Kent

“You did not let me keep my name, so I will strip you of yours. In this world you are what I say you are, and I say you are a ghost, a long night's fever dream that I have finally woken up from. I say you are the smoke-wisp memory of a flame, thawing ice suffering under an early spring sun, a chalk ledger of depts being wiped clean. I say you do not have a name.”

A Dowry of Blood

S.T. Gibson

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