Quotes by Sierra Leonean Authors - Page 2

Adrian's tone suggested that the desire for something was all it took. They all live with endless possibilities, leave their homes for the sake of something new. But the dream is woven from the fabric of freedom. For desire to exist it requires the element of possibility, and that for Kai has never existed, until now...

Who can ever know what path to walk on when all of them are either crooked or broken? One just has to walk.

What the best novels and novelists do is to offer a different way of seeing.

I am always quiet so that I know what to say when I must speak.

One of the most difficult lessons life has taught me is that if, despite my best efforts, something is not working out, it may be time to step back and assess what other opportunities are coming my way..

I put my hands behind my head and lay on my back, trying to hold on to the memories of my family. Their faces seemed to be far off somewhere in my mind, and to get to them I had to bring up painful memories.

Live boldly now. Later may not be an option.

Imitation is the highest form of flattery. Try not to see it as an invitation to compete.

No one’s life ever goes as they planned. That truth alone should bring a sense of relief to everyone.

The only way that getting older can be a bad thing is if you are not fully living in the moment now.

I was afraid to fall asleep, but staying awake also brought back painful memories. Memories I sometimes wish I could wash away, even though I am aware that they are an important part of what my life is; who I am now. I stayed up all night, anxiously waiting for daylight, so that I could fully return to my new life, to rediscover happiness I had known as a child, the joy that had stayed alive inside me even through times when being alive itself became a burden. These days I live in three worlds: my dreams, and the experiences of my new life, which trigger memories from the past.

He knows nothing about how this will all end, except that it will surely end. He tries to imagine himself into a future, somewhere past this point, but he cannot. There is nothing to do but to keep on existing, in this exact time and place. This is what hell must be like. Waiting without knowing. Not hell, but purgatory. Worse than hell.

Lord, help us to choose humility over pride. Help us to choose love over our reputation. Help us to choose patience over making a point, and your Word over our feelings. Lord, help us to choose perseverance over the easy way out.