The Courage To Be Disliked Audible Novels & Stories

Oliver informed me as I was admiring the jar. "You seem very happy right now. Why don't you try reading the chit of happiness." I looked at him excitedly. "Good Idea." I gushed and opened the lid. Yellow color was representating happiness, hence I removed a yellow chit and opened it. It read: That exhilaration you're feeling is precious. Hold onto it. If you ever feel low, remember this moment. Remember the reason why you're happy. My eyes froze on the last sentence. Remember the reason why you're happy- I am happy because I showed some courage and helped myself. I did what no one had ever done for me.

Emma: I love you. Nick: I love you too. He put down his phone. Dr. Chen was watching him. "Emma?" "Yes." "You love her." "More than anything." "Does that scare you?" Nick looked at the painting of the boat. He still hated it. But for the first time, he understood why it was there. "It terrifies me," he said. "But I'm learning to be terrified and stay anyway." Dr. Chen smiled. "That's the definition of courage."

He shrieked, "Get out of here. For real?" I nodded. "Of course, I know Kelz. My ex-girlfriends idolize your brand. Most of em." He said with a huff. I sighed. He had managed to ruin the whole conversation with his cocky attitude. I busied myself with my phone pretending as if he had somehow been sucked away from my presence by a vortex. "I can see you're busy so I'll run off now." He said with a regretful drawl in his voice. I was grateful. Finally!

Steve fell to his knees, broken, sobbing as if the world had ended. I clutched my chest, watching him grieve his final goodbye with Nicole. She had chosen to let go, no matter how painful. Nicole… I wish I were as brave as you. Even in pain, you faced everything with strength. Thank you… and I’m sorry. Sorry for the hurt. Sorry for the pain. Sorry, because I can’t give you the promise you deserve because I know Steve never will. To love, and to be happy with each other.

He paused, his gaze seeming to pierce through the lens and into the soul of every viewer. “I will not bow.” The words were not shouted. They were declared. A simple, immutable fact. “I am not ashamed.” His voice gained a fraction of heat, the first spark of the coming inferno. “I am not ashamed of loving a great man. I am not ashamed of receiving his trust. I am not ashamed of the crown he placed upon my head. The only shame belongs to those who would rather burn an empire to the ground than see it ruled by a love they cannot understand.”

Just patted my shoulder and left, his steps unhurried, unburdened. Watching him walk out, I felt a strange kind of hope. If Leo could stand against a lifetime of expectations, maybe the rest of us could stand against Adrian’s shadow. Maybe courage wasn’t loud declarations or violent confrontations. Maybe it was a quiet man with a checkbook and a shaking voice, finally saying no more.

she tells me with great audacity. I scoff, filled with great disbelief to hear a human speak to me with such audacity, "And you think I would listen to you because what? You're a human? You're very much disposable, I can get rid of you if I want." "Try me, I'm certain your men would enjoy tearing you limb by limb, after all, a man like you, filled with so much pride would be quite nice to watch, I'd like to see just how long you can hold on to your life," she says.

“You would think this demeanor that you've kept on is meant to protect you from me but it won't. I know you better than you know yourself Audrey. And this right here is the perfect definition of Madness. You don't even know what the f*** you're talking about any just come here ranting bulshit. this is you being stupid. This is exactly what I keep telling you about. This is exactly why I tell you that you are much lower than us. Your f****** work less. you are…” “ I have heard of those insoles before. I have listened to them and crammed them in my mind. but that's not where my question lies. and I certainly have not come here to listen to you beat about the bush. You know what I'm asking you

he said. "Of course, I have made up my mind. I am a man of my word. I never change my mind when I set out to do something no matter how people try to dissuade me. It's only weak men and cowards that change their mind when people discourage them and I, Luther Don is not a coward," I paused to catch my breath.

I reached for the railing, but Isaac’s hands caught me instead. “God don’t like ugly,” he said with a smirk. “Then I guess he must hate you,” I said. Liar. That wasn’t true at all. In spite of what everyone said about him or what he believed about himself, I knew there wasn’t anything ugly about him; inside or out. After regaining my balance I pulled away from him. His face revealed no emotion to what I’d just said. How does he do that? “What’s wrong with her? She’s not answering my calls,” I said.