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Three months later, the journey began. The first leg of The Fire We Share tour rolled out—not in luxury, but in purpose. Their white sprinter bus wasn’t glamorous, but it was home on wheels. Shelves lined with donated books. Warm golden lights overhead. And painted across both sides, three simple quotes from Sophia’s memoir: “You are not hard to love.” “Your silence was never a flaw. It was a pause.” “We don’t rise to impress. We rise to breathe.”

Author's Quote: "sometimes all you need to do is just sit back and watch" Well hello!!!!! there people hope the book keeps you interested. Sarah First day of uni and I'm all set like I'm going to war zone... Chill I'm just going to nail it. Nail it?? Nail what? Like nail the real nail or just that.

I muttered to myself, keeping the bottle back into the fridge. "All girls are bitches." His voice came. I guess I wasn't speaking to myself. I walked outside, sitting on the chair in front of his. "That's your personal quote, isn't it?" "Yep." He removed a book from the bag and placed it on the table, effectively shutting down the topic.

Gazing back towards the book, it felt as if something was pushing me towards it. I got up and walked towards the book. Placing it on my lap I noticed that the cover was filled with complicated detailing. The material felt rough, it felt old but well-taken care of. The colors were a mixture of ash grey, gold, and specks of white, the title was written in crimson red. Taking a bite from my food, I opened the first page of the book. ---------- [Chapter Quote: "Her soul belongs to words and books. Every time she reads, she is home ."]

Hey there, all you beautiful people. Welcome to the fandom, i hope you are planning on to stay for as long as possible. I am sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, feel free to point it (But please be nice, i am a sensitive lil penguin) I really hope that you enjoy this book. PLease feel free to like, comment and tell your friends about this book. I can get violent sometimes, just to let you know.... "A maiden hath no tongue but thought "- Shakespeare. My favorite saying and it truly does apply to me .....

“Now, listen to me. Show up at her workplace and bring her some foods. Or whatever she likes. She might probably push you at first, but remember, anything worth having is worth fighting for.” “What the fuck has gotten into you today?” “I’m in the middle of reading a motivational book. It was a quote by Susan Elizabeth Phillips, anyway.”

“I….“ her voice trailed off when he halted her. “Rather than reading the book word for word, why don’t you tell me the famous quotes from them. From the look of things, you really love that and I am thinking that is why you read? Audrey was feeling skeptical about it, she didn’t know it if was the right thing to do at the moment. Telling her favorite quotes from the book could make him more angry but she didn’t know if she was even allowed to say no to him. “I am waiting, Audrey” his voice filtered through her ear and she jolted back to reality. “Sure, I wrote them at the back of the book. I will read it to you” She flipped to the back of the book which was filled with her writing and heaved

Now, however, it was back to reality and I wasn't sure I could take it. "So are we clear about what's happening here?" she asked abruptly. I nodded. I felt like I was being scolded by some private school nun. "You know," she said, "I learned something a long time ago. It's a quote from a book I read while in college." She walked over to the bookshelf set deep in the ornamental wood behind her desk. "I still read it, one of my favorites." She shuffled for a moment before pulling out a leather bound book worn from handling, seemingly ancient. "It's not very popular, but an excellent read, especially when I come across someone like you." She flipped through some pages, sat back down and looked

I put on a robe and pick up a book at random before going out to the backyard patio. As I stand outside looking at the gray sky, I wonder what is in store for me. Light abounds, yet I can see nothing except the darkness. The fresh air soothes me. I’ve always liked rainy and windy weather. I open the book and read aloud the quote on the first page. “Stay on the edge of the abyss, survey the scene for longer than is tolerable, understand the precise contours of your feelings, the exact distance of their depth, the way the ground pushes against the bottom of your feet. Live!”