“Who was this girl who thumbed her nose at two kingdoms and did as she pleased?” — Mary E. Pearson Kingdom Copy Share Image
“...like it better, nothing like sunshine dried right into your clothes. ” — Mary E. Pearson Sunshine Copy Share Image
“Eyes don't breath. I know that much. But her eyes look breathless” — Mary E. Pearson Breath Copy Share Image
We all have a dark place in us. It's what we do with it and the choice we make. — Mary E. Pearson Choice Copy Share Image
Percentages! Those are for economists, polls, and politicians. Percentages can't define your identity. — Mary E. Pearson Economist Copy Share Image
“And suddenly I feel weak, like every question in my head has collided against each other and won't let me think.” — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
Maybe staying on the surface keeps her from returning to a place where she can't breathe. — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
“They looked shallow, self-absorbed. And a small, strangled part of me envied them.” — Mary E. Pearson Self absorbed Copy Share Image
“I realized there were assumptions we made about people, and once we did, that was all we could see” — Mary E. Pearson Assumptions Copy Share Image
The dictionary says my identity should be all about being separate or distinct, and yet it feels like it is so wrapped… — Mary E. Pearson Dictionary Copy Share Image
“This life was a dream of my own making, one where my imagination was my only boundary. It was a life that… — Mary E. Pearson Dream Copy Share Image
“I just think perfection and lasting through the ages is for Greek statues, not us mere humans.” — Mary E. Pearson Age Copy Share Image
“I trust you all slept well,” I said, deliberately keeping my tone light. I returned Malich’s glare with a tight-lipped grin. “Yes,… — Mary E. Pearson Fearless Copy Share Image
Faith and science, I have learned, are two sides of the same coin, separated by an expanse so small, but wide enough… — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
He believes me. But that is nothing new. He always did because I was a rule follower. I played by the rules… — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
“Maybe the impossible is possible when you take everything else away. When nothings left, maybe you can reach for something that no… — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
“but she still burns. she is on fire with need. burning that goes deeper than her skin, etched deeply, maybe in her… — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
One small changed family doesn't calculate into a world that has been spinning for a billion years. But one small change makes… — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
“Faith and science, I have learned, are two sides of the same coin, separated by an expanse so small, but wide enough… — Mary E. Pearson Faith Copy Share Image
“Ancients pulled metals more precious than gold from the center of the earth - They spun into giant lacy wings that flew… — Mary E. Pearson Ancient Copy Share Image
“Somewhere beyond all that, on an unseeable horizon, was Morrighan and all the people who lived there, going about their lives, unaware.… — Mary E. Pearson Fantasy Copy Share Image
“Snow. I wondered what it felt like. Aunt Bernette said it could be both soft and hard, cold and hot. It stung… — Mary E. Pearson Fantasy Copy Share Image
My memory is coming back. It is curious how it comes. Each day, a rush of pieces, loosely connected, unimportant bits, snake… — Mary E. Pearson Brain Copy Share Image
The information. Every bit that of information that was ever in your brain. But the information is not the mind Jenna. That… — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
How can you be sure?" "I'm a doctor, Jenna. And a scientist." "Does that make you an authority on everything? What about… — Mary E. Pearson Authority Copy Share Image
“I was afraid of the unknown. I was afraid of the sham and the gift I thought I lacked. I was afraid… — Mary E. Pearson Fear Copy Share Image
“ How does it feel? The rope dug into my wrist . Numbed my ankles. Familiar , I had wanted to answer.… — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
“Pieces" Isn't that what all of life is anyway? Shards. Bits. Moments. Am I less because I have fewer, or do the… — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
It's the unknown that I fear, the bites of memories that still have no connections. — Mary E. Pearson Connections Copy Share Image
“Sometimes it's the smallest and most innocent things you have to watch out for” — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
“We all have a dark place in us. It's what we do with it and the choices we make.” — Mary E. Pearson Choice Copy Share Image
“The prince has grand dreams." "Is it worth it to have any other kind?” — Mary E. Pearson Dream Copy Share Image
The world before us is a postcard, and I imagine the story we are writing on it. — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
