Go Back And Forth Synonym Novels & Stories

Over and over. As many times as it took.

“Are you from around here?” “No.” “Okay, that’s a good start.” “Why are you asking?” asked Emily, noticing that he was sitting closer to her. “Well, I got to help you find your uncles and the only way to do that is to find out how to get you back. The only way to do that is to backtrack.” “Backtrack.” “Yes. It means we need to traces your footsteps to see where you came from-” “I know what backtrack means by the way," said Emily. She slide herself deeper into the jacket.

--- A pause. “The point of no return.” --- Elena nodded once. --- “Yes.” --- A beat. --- “There’s no way back.” --- Not for the system. --- Not for him. --- Not for her. --- And as the chamber settled into its new existence— As control gave way to choice— As everything that had been was left behind— One final truth emerged: --- Some paths don’t lead you somewhere new— --- They erase the possibility… --- Of ever going back.

Both things are true and both are forward. He read the entry back. The word forward appeared often in the journal — it was one of the words the journal had developed, a shorthand for the orientation that the arrangement required and had produced. Forward was the opposite of backward-looking. It was the quality of being oriented toward what was coming rather than what had been. It was the quality of building rather than mourning, of intention rather than regret, of the living thing rather than the dead one.

Kathilyn apologized, her boss nodded and walked into his office. "Really, Ben?" Kathilyn turned around and crossed her hands, looking at Benjamin who was sitting behind her at his desk. Benjamin jumped on his seat, feeling chills all over his body sensing Kathilyn's anger behind his back. "Massive diarrhea? Are you really out of ideas to make up an excuse?" Benjamin turned around to face her while laughing awkwardly. "Don't be too angry, Kathy. I'll treat you to a meal. What do you say?" Benjamin smirked, knowing that Kathilyn would forgive him if he mentioned food.

He had no idea what to do. His voice was hoarse when he said, “Everything I told you is true. I want us to be back like in the past, but I don’t want us to be respectfully estranged as we were in the past. I want your love, and I want you to fall in love with me once again, just like in the past.”

Translator’s Note Same pasture (回头草) Refers to a good horse does not turn around to graze on the same pasture (好马不吃回头草): A chinese idiom meaning a person with dignity does not repeat the same thing/past experience no matter what challenge they face.

My wealth began to snowball, growing rapidly. … One year later. On an ordinary afternoon, I drove aimlessly through the city. By some twist of fate, I returned to that familiar intersection. I did not get out. I parked, peering through the tinted windows, quietly observing. Cars streamed by as crowds surged past. Students in uniforms walked across the crosswalk, laughing and teasing in small groups. Sunlight spilled over their young faces, filling them with hope and dreams for the future. I suddenly understood that the one who died in prison in my previous life was not truly my past self.

"It seems that sentence suits you. Don't you like to cause trouble and deceive people?" Nadine laughed again, not looking offended at all by Adrian's words. "You're right. I'll try to get the resort back in less than three years." This time Adrian wanted to look at Nadine. "You have to keep your word." Nadine nodded and pulled out her little finger. "Pinky promised. I promise to help Adrian get his resort back." Adrian smirked at Nadine's childish promise. "Oh yes.... One more." Adrian looked back at Nadine, who was looking far ahead arranging the words that would come out of her mouth.

“I can’t even leave the building without feeling like I’m being dragged back.” His gaze softened, just slightly. “Not dragged,” he said. “Pulled.” “That’s not better!” “It means it works both ways.” I blinked. “What?”