Quote by Carolee Dean Download Open image ““How badly i needed to see what was in my head o the page. even if i could barely read it.”” — Carolee Dean ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.3 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“A man's beliefs are his destiny. As soon as my father believed his life was over, it was.” — Carolee Dean Copy Share Image
“We are all rotting, making our way from womb to tomb, to the rhythm of the great clock counting downward to the grave.” — Carolee Dean Copy Share Image
“Is she worth all that pain?” he asked me, smiling. “Definitely,” I said, still reeling from the events of the day. “But I don’t… — Carolee Dean Copy Share Image
“I used to think that words and music could change the world, but look at the people who have made it. You see their… — Carolee Dean Copy Share Image
“Are you a virgin?” I asked, “A virgin who’s gonna tear out my heart?” “Yes … no … wait.” She looked at me. “I’m… — Carolee Dean Copy Share Image
“Blood never forgets. It has a memory of an ancient path toward home.” — Carolee Dean Copy Share Image
“I hear my father's voice faintly, over the telephone, answering for me in a soft drawl. "He's my son." He reaches out his hand,… — Carolee Dean Copy Share Image
“It brings back a long-forgotten memory of Christmas, the year I turned six. I was supposed to be in bed, but I was up… — Carolee Dean Copy Share Image
“It was then that i understood what i had to do. i had to find a way to warn you. They have built a… — Carolee Dean Copy Share Image
“The mind can only remember what it's willing to remember - because if you are guilty, then the truth is not the thing that… — Carolee Dean Copy Share Image