Normal, in our house, is like a blanket too short for a bed--sometimes it covers you just fine, and other times it leaves you cold and shaking; and worst of all, you never know which of the two it's going to be.
Jodi PicoultRead
It makes Faith think of a hammock in their yard, a web of rope that she thought would unravel the first time she leaned back on it, but that managed to support her all the same.
Interpretation
Faith reflects on the unexpected strength of trust, similar to a hammock that supports one despite doubts.
This quote by Jodi Picoult illustrates the theme of trust and faith through the metaphor of a hammock. It suggests that, similar to how a hammock appears fragile yet provides support, faith can often hold us up in uncertain times despite our apprehensions about its reliability.
In practice
During a motivational speech about overcoming fears and trusting oneself.
Normal, in our house, is like a blanket too short for a bed--sometimes it covers you just fine, and other times it leaves you cold and shaking; and worst of all, you never know which of the two it's going to be.
Whether it was power they sought, or revenge, or love-well, those were all just different forms of hunger. The bigger the hole inside you, the more desperate you became to fill it.
she told me she'd be a phoenix." The image of the mythical creature rising from the ashes glitters in my mind. "They don't really exist." "She said that depends on whether or not there's someone who can see them.
for 100,000 (dollars), you [can] flatten a house with a wrecking ball. Imagine how much less it [takes] to destroy something than it [does] to build it in the first place.
But if you seek forgiveness, doesn't that automatically mean you cannot be a monster? By definition, doesn't that desperation make you human again?
when you [lose someone], it feels like the hole in your gum when a tooth falls out. You can chew, you can eat, you have plenty of other teeth, but your tongue keeps going back to that empty place, where all nerves are still a little raw
'Let the Great World Spin' at the end talks a lot about connections and light and possibility and the fact that the world doesn't end. Even in the darkest times, we have to go on.
Your freedom when it loses its fetters becomes itself the fetter of a greater freedom.
It is difficult to discriminate the voice of truth from amid the clamor raised by heated partisans.
A toad does not run in the daytime for nothing
I'm quite illiterate, but I read a lot.
He that cannot reason is a fool. He that will not is a bigot. He that dare not is a slave.
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