It is one thing to make a choice and it is another thing to never have the chance.
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Ally Condie
Allyson Braithwaite Condie is an American writer of young adult fiction, primarily under the name Ally Condie. She wrote the Matched trilogy (2010–2012), a science fiction dystopia, whose first book, Matched, was a New York Times Best Seller. 2Personal life Condie was born in Cedar City, Utah. She went to Brigham Young University and has a degree in English Teaching. She taught high school English in Utah and in upstate New York. She lives with her husband and four children outside of Salt Lake City, Utah. She has 3 siblings 1 brother named Nic and 2 sisters, Elaine and Hope. 2Matched trilogy The novel Matched was published by Dutton Penguin in November 2010 and reached number three on the Children's Chapter Books bestseller list in January. The novel has been optioned to the Walt Disney Company, and foreign rights have been sold to 30 countries. The second book, Crossed, was published in November 2011, and Reached, published November 2012, completed the trilog
The best way to fly would be with hands full of earth, so you always remember where you came from.
It is strange how we hold on to the pieces of the past while we wait for our futures.
This is a difficult balance, telling the truth: how much to share, how much to keep, which truths will wound but not ruin, which will cut too deep to heal.
What is the point of having something lovely if you never share it? It would be like having a poem, a beautiful wild poem that no one else has, and burning it.
Our time together feels like a storm, like a wild wind and rain, like something too big to handle but too powerful to escape.
Why are some things easier to write than say?
We could have been happy. I know that, and it is perhaps the hardest thing to know.
In the end you can't always choose what to keep. You can only choose how you let it go.
Every minute you spend with someone gives them a part of your life and takes part of theirs.
Growing apart doesn't change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I'm glad for that.
Growing apart doesn’t change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I’m glad for that.
Everyone has something of beauty about them. But loving let’s you look, and look, and look again. You notice the back of a hand, the turn of a head, the way of a walk. When you first love, you look blind and you see it all as the glorious, beloved whole, or a beautiful sum of beautiful parts. But…
In the end you can’t always choose what to keep. You can only choose how you let it go.
When someone knows your story they know you. And they can hurt you. It's why I give mine away in pieces.
Love. The most reckless thing of all.
Love changes what is probable and makes unlikely things possible.
And it is strange that absence can feel like presence.
I laugh at myself for thinking I could touch the sky.
I'm just a butterfly, a mourning cloak, sealed inside a cocoon with blind eyes and sticky wings. And suddenly I wonder if the cocoons sometimes do not open, if the butterfly inside is ever simply not strong enough to break through.