Quotes From Marley And Me Novels & Stories

Marry me? I stood frozen on the spot, jaw agape a fraction, dumbstruck, dumbfounded, dumb-everything as I gaped at the grey-eyed man that sat in front of me. Marry me. The two words sunk in, right into the deep part of my brain. My subconscious knew better to not bother giving me false hope that I just needed hearing aids. The air around felt chilly and nipped at my skin as seconds dragged into minutes. Minutes that felt like hours.

Marianne shakes her head at him. John gives her a beaming smile. “Don’t be too hard on yourself for you haven’t wasted any of those times when you had thought of me.” John smirks, while Marianne couldn’t help to chuckle as she knows that what John had said is one of the quotes in his book. “Alright, you win. I’ll talk to Annie,” said Marianne. “Err… Marianne, now would be a good time for that. I think she should be in her room,” said John, giving her a pleading look.

I held it close, letting the warmth seep into my fingers. “You’re quiet, girl,” Marla said, settling into a chair across from us. “Just tired,” I murmured. She didn’t press. Instead, she told a story about a fisherman who’d tried to take his boat out in a gale and ended up having to swim back. Asher chuckled at the right moments, and I managed a few smiles, though my mind wasn’t on the tale. Every time my pocket shifted against my thigh, I thought of the two lines again, like they were etched into my skin.

Instead, he focused on explaining the basics of skiing, keeping the conversation light and effortless. Sports were the best medicine for pain. By the time we finished skiing, my chest no longer felt so heavy. Drake drove me home. Before I got out of the car, he said, "If Chris gives you trouble again, tell me immediately." That night, I went straight to my study and took out the wedding dress sketches I once designed and old photos of Chris and me. Then, I burned them all to ash. Now, there was no longer any trace of my past with Chris.

I have to, I have someone I'm going to marry and I'm not coming back Don't look for me I already left the country, take care of the house and pay the debt, if you don't want to be homeless..... Whatever it takes a kid to survive...."

I trailed off, unable to find the right words. “It was the hardest thing I’ve ever been through,” Mar said, his voice low but steady. “She was my anchor, my partner in everything. Losing her changed everything about how I saw the world.” I glanced at Jasmine again, a pang of empathy swelling in my chest. “I can’t imagine.” Mar followed my gaze, his lips curving into a small smile. “Kids make it easier. Not easy, but easier. They remind you of what’s good in the world. Of what’s worth fighting for.”

“Are you mad about that?” Kelley looked at Marley for a few seconds. “No. Jesse’s a good guy.” “Oh.” “Where’s Mom?” Marley walked down the last few steps and hugged Kelley tightly. “I miss you, Kelley.” “I’m always here for you, Marley, whatever you need.” They moved to the living room and sat on the couches and talked. At lunch time they ordered pizza and Kelley seemed comfortable and relaxed. They talked about school, what Marley was doing with her time and then Kelley looked at his watch.

The Game of Life "Life is full of games." Those were the words that echoed in my mind as Marl and I left the country. Miss Aguirre said them to me as hot tears streamed down my cheeks. I carried the painful experiences in my chest, like heavy luggage. My departure was fueled by resentment, anger, and sorrow.

Just to say the things out loud. “James and I are not broken,” I say, almost to myself. “Just cracked a little.” “Cracks are how light gets in,” Marcy says, reaching for a dinner roll. I just love her attitude to life. Wes scoffs. “You two read too many P*******t quotes.” “They’re not wrong,” Dad murmurs. “But I still don’t like this. You being hurt. Him trying to figure it out too late.” “He’s not too late,” I say. “Not yet.”

We both start laughing. "Mom, come, look at Aunt Chloe's man. He is fine" She giggles like a schoolgirl and all I can do is smile. "Damn, sister, how did you find that?" Marley says, fanning herself and Ben looks over, giving her a look. "Oh honey, you know I only have eyes for you,” Marley says to Ben, then looks at me and whispers, "he is so hot!" I laugh.