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1. "All alone, outside the pueblo, on the bare plain of the mesa. The rock was like bleached bones in the moonlight. Down in the valley, the coyotes were howling at the moon. The bruises hurt him, the cuts were still bleeding; but it was not for pain that he sobbed; it was because he was all alone, because he had been driven out, alone, into this skeleton world of rocks and moonlight. At the edge of the precipice he sat down. The moon was behind him; he looked down into the black shadow of the mesa, into the black shadow of death. He had only to take one step, one little jump.. He held out his right hand in the moonlight. From the cut on his wrist the blood was still oozing. Every few seconds a drop fell, dark, almost colourless in the dead light. Drop, drop, drop. Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.He had discovered Time and Death and God."
Author: Aldous Huxley
2. "The bruises hurt him, the cuts were still bleeding; but it was not for pain that he sobbed ; it was because he was all alone, because he had been driven out, alone, into this skeleton world of rocks and moonlight."
Author: Aldous Huxley
3. "The Airlines lady who travels in the same compartment as us day after day, has bruises on her arms and face today and her eyes keep welling, but no one asks her why. Our eyes dart towards her, but we go back to travelling in too much proximity. Two inches from one another and expressionless."
Author: Amruta Patil
4. "Just because I do what I do doesn't mean I escaped adolescence, all the bumps and bruises that go along with it."
Author: Anna Paquin
5. "WordsBe careful of words,even the miraculous ones.For the miraculous we do our best,sometimes they swarm like insectsand leave not a sting but a kiss.They can be as good as fingers.They can be as trusty as the rockyou stick your bottom on.But they can be both daisies and bruises.Yet I am in love with words.They are doves falling out of the ceiling.They are six holy oranges sitting in my lap.They are the trees, the legs of summer,and the sun, its passionate face.Yet often they fail me.I have so much I want to say,so many stories, images, proverbs, etc.But the words aren't good enough,the wrong ones kiss me.Sometimes I fly like an eaglebut with the wings of a wren.But I try to take careand be gentle to them."
Author: Anne Sexton
6. "Those are big collisions, Hally. They make for a lot of bruises. People get hurt in all that bumping, and we're sick and tired of it now. It's been going on for too long. Are we never going to get it right?...Learn to dance life like champions instead of always being just a bunch of beginners at it?"
Author: Athol Fugard
7. "The thing is to let life assault you, make yourself as defenseless as you can. If it bruises you, don't protest. Love your fate."
Author: Brian Morton
8. "God, she was one big nerve ending, that girl, and those big brown eyes got just a little wider when she was close. And those bruises. And how she begged for them.I knew she was special the night I met her, I just didn't know how special."
Author: C.D. Reiss
9. "My growing was definitely a series of adventures, followed by bumps, bruises, and many scoldings."
Author: Cameron Dokey
10. "The sapphire Raven opens his azure coat and shows gashes in his gem-skin. Wide, long cuts, down to the bones, scratches and bruises blooming dark purple, punctures and lacerations and rough gouges. Through each wound I can see the pages of the illuminated book he once showed me in the slantlight of that interior library. The oxblood and cobalt, the gold paint."
Author: Catherynne M. Valente
11. "Fruit free of any bruises, not yet broken open, / With flesh so firm and smooth, it cried out to be eaten!"
Author: Charles Baudelaire
12. "I was a serious competitive figure skater and still ice-skate as much as I can. Anyway, I once brought a date to the rink to have him experience what I was into. So all is going fine, and then - bam! - he bit it extremely hard! Skate time was over. His bruises were scary. I felt so bad."
Author: Christian Serratos
13. "I struggle to keep my hard, expressionless mask in place. The doctor's most powerful weapon has always been his particular brand of brutal honesty. Bruises fade, but words like that fester."
Author: Cristin Terrill
14. "That water's colder'n hell!"That's what makes it good. That's what makes it help all your bruises'n bumps'n stuff."It's colder'n a goddam witch's tit in there!"
Author: Daniel Woodrell
15. "I Never Knew      I never knew how bad it was;          I heard it did exist.       I was appalled at this crime          That robbed youth       Of their "special" time.      I never knew how bad it hurt; The bruises and scars aren't seen.    And why somewhere along life's                                  way, The brutality of abuse Has made                                 you pay.       I never knew how you felt;          Your self-esteem so low.        I only knew you crept away, And never let your feelings show.        I never knew what I could do;          That I could help somehow. That all you needed was a friend;          Just someone to be your pal.          But now I know that I can help;          I can make a difference, too.                        I'll stand with you;              I'll shout with you,           And the rest can't say,              "I never knew."                        Cindy M. Adams"
Author: Dave Pelzer
16. "The feeling he had nourished and given prominence to was one of thankfulness for his escape: he was like a traveller so grateful for rescue from a dangerous accident that at first he is hardly conscious of his bruises. Now he suddenly felt the latent ache and realized that after all he had not come off unhurt."
Author: Edith Wharton
17. "Girls get screwed.Not that kind of screwed, what I mean is, they're always on the short end of things.The way things work, how guys feel great, but make girls feelcheap for doingexactly what they beg for.The way they get to play you, all the while claiming they love you and making you believe it's true.The way it's okay to gift their heart one day, a backhand the next, to move on to the apricotwhen the peach blushes and bruises.These things make me believe God's a man after all."
Author: Ellen Hopkins
18. "It is our habit to say that while the lower nature can never understand the higher, the higher nature commands a complete view of the lower. But I think the higher nature has to learn this comprehension, as we learn the art of vision, by a good deal of hard experience, often with bruises and gashes incurred in taking things up by the wrong end, and fancying our space wider than it is."
Author: George Eliot
19. "We start out in identical perfection: bright, reflective, full of sun. The accident of our lives bruises us into dirty individuality. We meet with grief. Our character dulls and tarnishes. We meet with guilt. We know, we know: the price of living is corruption. There isn't as much light as there once was. In the grave we lapse back into undifferentiated sameness"
Author: Gregory Maguire
20. "Autumn comeslike a buyer of cloth,her long fingerstouching,turning orange,yellow, brown.taking what she wants,stretchingthe bone taut air.Her skin crackles beneathour feet.I didn't think anyone wanted me,bruises pulled like a sweater aroundmy neck.We talkin the pore tightening air,branches bare,about the girl buried in the chillof prewinter.We show each otherour mutilated childrenin the guise of womenas autumn plucksat our lips.Each color, blue, black, ochrepopping like kisseson the rib lined flesh,the puberty soft things.And we musehow womenkeep bruiseshiddenbeneath deadleaves."
Author: Janice Mirikitani
21. "You didn't hurt me, babe," he said. "You marked me. Big difference. That night was the most important thing that's ever happened in my life. Holding you, catching Noah—it changed me forever. I didn't want to forget. So when the bruises started to fade, I went and got them inked, so I couldn't."
Author: Joanna Wylde
22. "What hurt him most of all, made him feel like a sick child aware of terrible wrongness and yet incapable of explaining it to anyone who might help, was that in spite of what their eyes and ears reported and sometimes their flesh, from bruises, stab wounds, racking coughs, weeping sores-these people believed their way of life was the best in the world, and were prepared to export it at the point of a gun."
Author: John Brunner
23. "The bruises go away, and so does how you hate, and so does the feeling that everything you receive from life is something you have earned."
Author: Jonathan Safran Foer
24. "His brows rose. "And how is it that you have come to be such an expert on scrapes and bruises?""I'm a governess," she said. Because really, that ought to be explanation enough."
Author: Julia Quinn
25. "Maybe if the men in my life weren't always making smart-ass comments, they wouldn't have to worry about bruises so much."
Author: Julie Powell
26. "Not your distress. Never that. I loved— I loved being there. Next to you. The pile of limbs that was Us. Together in the same bed. Even if it meant waking up with a few new bruises."
Author: Julio Alexi Genao
27. "The glistening colours around his eyes had actually spread out farther on his face, creating an incredibly fascinating montage of blacks, blues, purples, and, around the very edge, pinks. I found my eyes drawn to his unnatural skin tones in morbid curiosity. Besides my sick obsession with his bruises, when my eyes would meet his, the fluttering in my stomach would start up, along with my thumping heart. It was interesting that his face was hardly recognisable, but his hot gazes still gave me goose bumps."
Author: Karen Ann Hopkins
28. "She took a bad tumble. Those are some nasty bruises she'scarrying," the maid said with a sad shake of the head."Aye," Cullen agreed, his eyes traveling over lovely, milky white skin,interrupted by several black bruises. "She looks like a cow."Mildrede turned a horrified gaze on him at the comment, but he wasmore concerned by the choked sound that came from his bride. Hereally hadn't meant it as an insult, but it seemed the women were takingit so."I just meant the coloring," Cullen muttered"
Author: Lynsay Sands
29. "You bastards, she thought.You lovely bastards.Don't make me happy. Please, don't fill me up and let me think that something good can come of any of this. Look at my bruises. Look at this graze. Do you see the graze inside me? Do you see it growing before your very eyes, eroding me? I don't want to hope for anything anymore. I don't want to pray that Max is alive and safe. Or Alex Steiner.Because the world does not deserve them."
Author: Markus Zusak
30. "This is what you remember about him: not much, but then you have been assiduous in your forgetting. His red sweater, v-neck, cashmere; the clink of ice-cubes in a glass. He is shadow and voice, but you cannot recall his face. He is behind a closed door, in a forbidden room. He is asleep in his armchair, he is asleep in the driveway, asleep in your sandpit, face down, snoring but not harmless, even then. He is shouting, he is whispering, he is close but also remote as if at the end of a long hallway and you cannot hear him. His words never make any sense, he speaks some other language. His hands sometimes spin away from him like windmills, like pinwheels and Catherine wheels, snapping like firecrackers. There must be pain, but you cannot feel it.Your skin bruises like apples."
Author: Melanie Finn
31. "I wish I knew how to love someone without killing myself. How to mend hearts without breaking my own. How to kiss and not create bruises."
Author: Michelle K. Things I Wish I Knew How To Do.
32. "I only met Mad Sweeney twice, alive," he said. "The first time I thought he was a world-class jerk with the devil in him. The second time I thought he was a major fuckup and I gave him the money to kill himself. He showed me a coin trick I don't remember how to do, gave me some bruises, and claimed he was a leprechaun. Rest in peace, Mad Sweeney."
Author: Neil Gaiman
33. "If you haven't heard him...man, it's like he boiled down down all the melancholy in the world, all the bruises and all the fucked-up dreams you've let go, and poured the essence into a little tiny bottle and corked it up."
Author: Nick Hornby
34. "Some people expect things to fall into their lap. Oh, they might work a bit for it. I'll just shake this tree, and if I shake it long enough that pretty red apple will plop right into my hand. Never occurs to them that they might have to climb the damn tree, fall out a couple times, get some scrapes and bruises before they get to that apple. Because if the apple's worth wanting, it's worth risking a broken neck."
Author: Nora Roberts
35. "She told him ... how her heart had fairly skipped a beat when she'd seen him standing in the middle of the road dressed as a true Highland warrior."If I hadna been in love wi' you already, I'd have fallen in love wi' you then."He grinned, his whiskery face unbearably bonnie even with its cuts and bruises. "So you like the sight of me in a pladdie, aye?""Aye--and wi' braids in your hair." She leaned down and kissed him. "But I think red paint looks silly."
Author: Pamela Clare
36. "Some bruises you wear like badges of honour: when you got it playing rugby, or quad racing, or falling off something while drunk, no opportunity is lost to show off a good contusion. A bruise inflicted by someone else, however, is a whole other story: it's like a big flashing arrow marking you out as punchable, and before long there'll be boys queuing up to add bruises of their own, as if they'd just been waiting for somebody to show them it could be done."
Author: Paul Murray
37. "You can count the bruises on your heart easily enough, but numbering sins is a far tricker matter. Men are eternally forgetting for their benefit. They leave it to the World to remeber, and to the Outside to call them to harsh accout. One hundred Heavens . . . for one thousand Hells."
Author: R. Scott Bakker
38. "No SurprisesA heart that's full up like a landfill,a job that slowly kills you,bruises that won't heal.You look so tired-unhappy,bring down the government,they don't, they don't speak for us.I'll take a quiet life,a handshake of carbon monoxide,with no alarms and no surprises,no alarms and no surprises,no alarms and no surprises,Silent silence.This is my final fit,my final bellyache,with no alarms and no surprises,no alarms and no surprises,no alarms and no surprises please.Such a pretty houseand such a pretty garden.No alarms and no surprises,no alarms and no surprises,no alarms and no surprises please."
Author: Radiohead
39. "Wisdom always choosesthese black eyes and these bruisesover the heartache that they saynever completely goes away"
Author: Relient K
40. "I've got this." Apollo stepped forward. His fiery armor was so bright it was hard to look at, and his matching Ray-Bans and perfect smile made him look like a male model for battle gear. "God of medicine, at your service."He passed his hand over Annabeth's face and spoke an incantation. Immediately the bruises faded. Her cuts and scars disappeared. Her arm straightened, and she sighed in her sleep.Apollo grinned. "She'll be fine in a few minutes. Just enough time for me to compose a poem about our victory: 'Apollo and his friends save Olympus.' Good, eh?"Thanks, Apollo," I said. "I'll, um, let you handle the poetry."
Author: Rick Riordan
41. "I'm also old... and my own gift for writing fantasy grows out of very literal-minded, pragmatic soil: the things I do when I'm not telling stories have always been pretty three-dimensional. I used to say that the only strong attraction reality ever had for me was horses and horseback riding, but I've also been cooking and going for long walks since I was a kid (yes, the two are related), and I'm getting even more three dimensionally biased as I get older — gardening, bell ringing... piano playing... And the stories I seem to need to write seem to need that kind of nourishment from me — how you feed your story telling varies from writer to writer. My story-telling faculty needs real-world fresh air and experiences that create calluses (and sometimes bruises)."
Author: Robin McKinley
42. "When I was in my 20s, I thought I knew who I was. And then as soon as I turned 30, I realized that person has bruises and bumps and dark parts. And you kind of go, well, that's it. I'd rather embrace it than force myself to change."
Author: Sam Worthington
43. "But I want to tell themthat all of this shitis just debrisleftover when we finally decide to smash all the things we thoughtwe used to beand if you can't see anything beautiful about yourselfget a better mirrorlook a little closerstare a little longerbecause there's something inside youthat made you keep tryingdespite everyone who told you to quityou built a cast around your broken heartand signed it yourselfyou signed it"they were wrong"because maybe you didn't belong to a group or a clickmaybe they decided to pick you last for basketball or everythingmaybe you used to bring bruises and broken teethto show and tell but never toldbecause how can you hold your groundif everyone around you wants to bury you beneath ityou have to believe that they were wrongthey have to be wrong"
Author: Shane Koyczan
44. "How could one sentence uttered in anger cause so much damage? But then words were the most powerful thing in the universe. Cuts and bruises always healed, but words spoken in anger were most often permanent. They didn't damage the body, they destroyed the spirit. (Acheron)"
Author: Sherrilyn Kenyon
45. "He stayed right where he was, shielding Lily with his body, accepting her violent emotions, and running his hands over skin that was too precious to be marred with so many bruises."
Author: Stephanie Rowe
46. "I wish emotional bruises healed like physical ones."
Author: Susane Colasanti
47. "Let me tell you girls a story, short and sweet. In high school, I was a junior varsity cheerleader dating a senior who was up for football scholarships. I'd slept with him several times willingly. One night I wasn't in the mood, but he was. So he held me down and forced me. The few people I told about it - including my best friend - pointed out what would happen to him if I told. They stressed the fact that I hadn't been a virgin, that we were dating, that we'd had sex before. So I kept quiet. I never even told my mother. That boy put bruises on my body. I was crying and begging him to stop and he didn't. That's called rape, ladies."
Author: Tammara Webber
48. "You know, I honestly can't remember a time when you weren't covered in scrapes and bruises. I would blame it on you trying to keep up with the boys if they weren't always struggling to keep up with you."
Author: Tammy Blackwell
49. "...a book is a delicate friend, a white bird, an exquisite being, afraid of water.Darling things! Afraid of water, of fire, They shiver in the wind. Clumsy, crude human fingers leave bruises on them that'll never fade! Never!Some people touch books without washing their hands!Some underline things in ink!Some even tear pages out!"
Author: Tatyana Tolstaya
50. "Summers there are awful! Winters there are awful! Why do you stay? You ought to run away! Hop a train! Stow away on a bus!What am I saying? You could just buy yourself a ticket.It would be interesting to talk to you if you did it the other way, though.We could compare scars and bruises.It might be fun."
Author: Wendelin Van Draanen

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