George W. Bush
[I’m not sure whether I ought to laugh or cry after reading this quote.]
This might have just changed my life!
“My parents were divorced when I was two years old. They were divorced in a day when the divorce rate was around 10% as opposed to today’s 50%. Divorce was rare back then, and I was considered “stained” by some of the people in my small west Texas hometown. My first memories of my father were when he and my mother were separated. He would bring women that he was fucking around with to our house. It tore my mother’s heart out. I grew up seeing her cry, a lot. He then left my mother to raise three kids on her own. We were so poor back then, we were forced to move back to my mother’s home town so my grandparents could help raise us and provide for us. My father never, ever, helped support us monetarily, nor emotionally for that matter.
My father never showed up for any of my little league baseball games, he was never there when I learned to play a musical instrument, he never picked me up when I fell down, and he never encouraged me. He was never around. The few times he was around, he was critical and selfish. He made sure that I knew I was merely an inconvenience to him.
If you have a father that loved you, stayed put and helped raise you, consider yourself blessed. Love your father back, make him aware that you appreciate his steadfastness. But keep in mind, some of us never experienced a father like that. So for me, father’s day is just another day.”—TBV
In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters. I lived love and loss through stories threaded in history; I experienced adolescence by association. My world is one interwoven web of words, stringing limb to limb, bone to sinew, thoughts and images all together. I am a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction.” —Tahereh Mafi; Shatter Me
“Have you really read all those books in your room?”
Alaska laughing- “Oh God no. I’ve maybe read a third of ‘em. But I’m going to read them all. I call it my Life’s Library. Every summer since I was little, I’ve gone to garage sales and bought all the books that looked interesting. So I always have something to read.”” —John Green; Looking for Alaska