I thought suddenly, what is the meaning of all these things? All these bags and bags I've been packing? We could take everything we have with us. We could take every single thing that every single person in the world has ever had. But not of it would mean anything to me. Because no matter how much I took and no no matter how much I had for the rest of my life, I didn't have him anymore. I could have piled everything from here straight to heaven. None of it was him. Cristina Henriquez
Some Similar Quotes
  1. ....I am inclined to think that these muscles and bones of mine would have gone off long ago to Megara or Boeotia–by the dog they would, if they had been moved only by their own idea of what was best.(tr Jowett) - Plato
  2. Eyes blinded by the fog of thingscannot see truth. Ears deafened by the din of thingscannot hear truth. Brains bewildered by the whirl of thingscannot think truth. Hearts deadened by the weight of thingscannot feel truth. Throats choked by the dust of thingscannot speak truth. - Harold Bell Wright
  3. There are at least two ways to believe in the idea of quality. You can believe there's something ineffable going on within the human mind, or you can believe we just don't understand what quality in a mind is yet, even though we might someday.... - Jaron Lanier
  4. It is better to seek spirituality than materialism. - Lailah Gifty Akita
  5. The books and magazines streamed in. He could buy them all, they piled up around him and even while he read, the number of those still to be read disturbed him. … they stood in rows, weighing down his life like a possession which he... - Thomas Mann
More Quotes By Cristina Henriquez
  1. Sometimes I think I would rather just remember it in my head, all those streets and the places I loved. The way it smelled of car exhaust and sweet fruit. The thickness of the heat. The sound of dogs barking in alleyways. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>That's...
  2. I wanted her to have the full, long life that every parent promises his or her child by the simple act of bringing that child into the world.
  3. I took his razor from the shower floor, bits of his black hair still caked between the blades. I took his toothbrush from the sink counter and sucked on the bristles, trying to find the taste of him, but there was only the flavor of...
  4. You shouldn't want to be like everyone else. Then you wouldn't be like you.
  5. English was such a dense, tight language. So many hard letters, like miniature walls. Not open with vowels the way Spanish was. Our throats open, our mouths open, our hearts open. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>In English, the sounds were closed. They thudded to the floor. And...
Related Topics