Rainbow Rowell Quotes

I hate being helpless, and I hate having to ask people to do things for me.

All I want to say is that when you stop being delusional and start feeling desperate because you're too inept to figure this out on your own, you know who to come to.

I literally cannot even. I can't even. I am unable to even. I have lost my ability to even. I am so unable to even.

I am a man who has never tied his own shoes before!

The reliance of our race upon the progress and achievements of others for a consideration in sympathy, justice and rights is like a dependence upon a broken stick, resting upon which will eventually consign you to the ground.

If there's something I hate the most, it's feeling helpless, powerless.

Everybody can relate to that feeling that, 'I'm having one of those days where I'm not doing anything right.'

When a person feels so trapped and no options, they become desperate and in the middle of desperation.

The fundamental condition of childhood is powerlessness.

The dark covers me and I cannot run now.

His bondage had softened him. Irresponsibility had weakened him. He had forgotten how to shift for himself. The night yawned about him.

I cannot describe to you the despairing sensation of trying to do something for a man who seems incapable or unwilling to do anything further for himself.

And then one day when you're playing your little game you'll suddenly find yourself pinned down like a butterfly.

You couldn't shoot a fart out of your own ass!

It's like going back to being a child again. Someone to bathe you. Someone to lift you. Someone to wipe you. We all know how to be a child. It's inside all of us. For me, It's just remembering how to enjoy it.

You stand on dead men's legs. You've never had any of your own. You couldn't walk alone between two sunrises and hustle the meat for your belly

He hated all this, and somehow he couldn't get away.

I want to tear myself from this place, from this reality, rise up like a cloud and float away, melt into this humid summer night and dissolve somewhere far, over the hills. But I am here, my legs blocks of concrete, my lungs empty of air, my throat burning. There will be no floating away.

You're in a terrible spot. It's too late for you to retreat but too soon to act. All you can do is witness. You're in the miserable position of an infant who cannot return to the mother's womb, but neither can he run around and act. All an infant can do is witness and listen to the stupendous tales of action being told to him. You are at that precise point now. You cannot go back to the womb of your old world, but you cannot act with power either. For you there is only witnessing acts of power and listening to tales of power.

Early evening traffic was beginning to clog the avenue with cars. The sun slanted down behind him. Harry glanced at the drivers of the cars. They seemed unhappy. The world was unhappy. People were in the dark. People were terrified and disappointed. People were caught in traps. People were defensive and frantic. They felt as if their lives were being wasted. And they were right.

Why must I be surrounded by frickin' idiots?

You take it for granted that I am in something that I want to get out of.

This wasn't the way I had imagined my adventures, but reality ignored my wishes from the get-go, giving me a body best suited for stacking books in the library, injecting so much fear into my veins that I could only cower in the stairwell when the violence came. Maybe someday my arms and legs would thicken with muscle and the fear would drain away like dirty bathwater. I wish I believed these things would happen, but I didn't.

Round and round we spin, with feet of lead and wings of tin.

I am getting nowhere with you and I can't let you go and I cant get through.