Rebecca Wells Quotes

How little we have, I thought, between us and the waiting cold, the mystery, death--a strip of beach, a hill, a few walls of wood or stone, a little fire--and tomorrow's sun, rising and warming us, tomorrow's hope of peace and better weather . . . What if tomorrow vanished in the storm? What if time stood still? And yesterday--if once we lost our way, blundered in the storm--would we find yesterday again ahead of us, where we had thought tomorrow's sun would rise?

Hope is like a harebell trembling from its birth.

I do have a sense of displacement as constant instability - the uninterrupted existence of everything that I love and care about is not guaranteed at all. I wait for catastrophes.

All human things Of dearest value hang on slender strings.

Fragility is the quality of things that are vulnerable to volatility.

I don't think I'm invincible.

I don't take things for granted, because everything feels more fragile. It's made me wonder about mortality and how long you've got somebody in the world. I'm more fearful than I used to be.

This is part of the involuntary bargain we make with the world just by being alive. We get to experiences the splendor of nature, the beauty of art, the balm of love and the sheer joy of existence, always with the knowledge that illness, injury, natural disaster, or pure evil can end it in an instant for ourselves or someone we love.

So long as we can lose any happiness, we possess some.

I don't ever feel like I have it all together.

That's the nature of this business. Something that took ten years to make can crumble in an instant. It could be snatched away from you at any moment.

I didn't deserve to get my title stripped after three ACL reconstructions. I didn't deserve to be out for four years. But it happened to me, and so I definitely learned over the years that you don't deserve anything. Nothing you have is yours. Everything is up for grabs in this world.

The great risk of being alive is always that something can happen to you - or to someone you dearly love - at any moment.

It's so easy for all the success in the world to suddenly end, and I'm quite aware of that.

Dreams rise like the sun and set like the sun: One minute, it is high and bright; the next minute, you might lose it.

Anything that's given to you can be taken away from you at any time.

I was not sure where I was going, and I could not see what I would do when I got [there]. But you saw further and clearer than I, and you opened the seas before my ship, whose track led me across the waters to a place I had never dreamed of, and which you were even then preparing to be my rescue and my shelter and my home.

Come, for the House of Hope is built on sand: bring wine, for the fabric of life is as weak as the wind.

Look to the lighthouse of the Lord. There is no fog so dense, no night so dark, no gale so strong, no mariner so lost but what its beacon light can rescue.

In the end it seems we're just toys,easy to break and hard to mend

Ecstasy and vulnerability belonged in the same dish. The fear the cup would be snatched away was what gave the wine its savor.

I'll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in anything because I'm afraid it could be taken away.

Everything you gather is just one that you can lose.

What pioneer ever had chart and a lighthouse to steer by?

You lived intensely with others, only to have them disappear overnight, since the shadow class was condemned to movement. The men left for other jobs, towns, got deported, returned home, changed names. Sometimes someone came popping around a corner again, or on the subway then they vanished again. Addresses, phone numbers did not hold. The emptiness Biju felt returned to him over and over, until eventually he made sure not to let friendships sink deep anymore.