“On the girl's brown legs there were many small white scars. I was thinking, Do those scars cover the whole of you, like the stars and the moons on your dress? I thought that would be pretty too, and I ask you right here please to agree with me that a scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers want us to think. But you and I, we must make an agreement to defy them. We must see all scars as beauty. Okay? This will be our secret. Because take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.”
―
Chris Cleave,
Little Bee
“We must see all scars as beauty. Okay? This will be our secret. Because take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, 'I survived'.” ― Chris Cleave, The Other Hand
“Sad words are just another beauty. A sad story means, this storyteller is alive. The next thing you know something fine will happen to her, something marvelous, and then she will turn around and smile.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“I could not stop talking because now I had started my story, it wanted to be finished. We cannot choose where to start and stop. Our stories are the tellers of us. ” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“I ask you right here please to agree with me that a scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers want us to think. But you and I, we must make an agreement to defy them. We must see all scars as beauty. Okay? This will be our secret. Because take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“I’m telling you, trouble is like the ocean. It covers two thirds of the world.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“A scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“You travel here and you travel there, trying to get out from under the cloud, and nothing works, and then one day you realize you've been carrying the weather around with you.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“To be well in your mind you have first to be free.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“It was the month of May and there was warm sunshine dripping through the holes between the clouds, like the sky was a broken blue bowl and a child was trying to keep honey in it.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“Life is extremely short and you cannot dance to current affairs.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“Death, of course, is a refuge. It's where you go when a new name, or a mask and cape, can no longer hide you from yourself. It's where you run to when none of the principalities of your conscience will grant you asylum.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“We were exiles from reality that summer. We were refugees from ourselves.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“However long the moon disappears, someday it must shine again.” ― Chris Cleave, The Other Hand
“Wouldn't that be funny, if the oil rebels were playing U2 in their jungle camps, and the government soldiers were playing U2 in their trucks. I think everyone was killing everyone else and listening to the same music... That is a good trick about this world, Sarah. No one likes each other, but everyone likes U2.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“Horror in your country is something you take a dose of to remind yourself that you are not suffering from it.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“I am a woman built upon the wreckage of myself.” ― Chris Cleave, Incendiary
“I was carrying two cargoes. Yes, one of them was horror, but the other one was hope.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“On the girl’s brown legs there were many small white scars. I was thinking, Do those scars cover the whole of you, like the stars and moons on your dress? I thought that would be pretty too, and I ask you right here please to agree with me that a scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers want us to think. But you and I, we must make an agreement to defy them. We must see all scars a s beauty. Okay? This will be our secret. Because take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, ‘I survived’.In a few breaths’ time I will speak some sad words to you. But you must hear them as we have agreed to see scars now. Sad words are just another beauty. A sad story means the storyteller is alive. The next thing you know, something fine will happen to her, something marvellous, and then she will turn round and smile.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“We must see all scars as beauty. Okay? This will be our secret. Because take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, 'I survived'.” ― Chris Cleave, The Other Hand
“Sad words are just another beauty. A sad story means, this storyteller is alive. The next thing you know something fine will happen to her, something marvelous, and then she will turn around and smile.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“I could not stop talking because now I had started my story, it wanted to be finished. We cannot choose where to start and stop. Our stories are the tellers of us. ” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“I ask you right here please to agree with me that a scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers want us to think. But you and I, we must make an agreement to defy them. We must see all scars as beauty. Okay? This will be our secret. Because take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“I’m telling you, trouble is like the ocean. It covers two thirds of the world.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“A scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“You travel here and you travel there, trying to get out from under the cloud, and nothing works, and then one day you realize you've been carrying the weather around with you.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“To be well in your mind you have first to be free.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“It was the month of May and there was warm sunshine dripping through the holes between the clouds, like the sky was a broken blue bowl and a child was trying to keep honey in it.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“Life is extremely short and you cannot dance to current affairs.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“Death, of course, is a refuge. It's where you go when a new name, or a mask and cape, can no longer hide you from yourself. It's where you run to when none of the principalities of your conscience will grant you asylum.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“We were exiles from reality that summer. We were refugees from ourselves.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“However long the moon disappears, someday it must shine again.” ― Chris Cleave, The Other Hand
“Wouldn't that be funny, if the oil rebels were playing U2 in their jungle camps, and the government soldiers were playing U2 in their trucks. I think everyone was killing everyone else and listening to the same music... That is a good trick about this world, Sarah. No one likes each other, but everyone likes U2.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“Horror in your country is something you take a dose of to remind yourself that you are not suffering from it.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“I am a woman built upon the wreckage of myself.” ― Chris Cleave, Incendiary
“I was carrying two cargoes. Yes, one of them was horror, but the other one was hope.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
“On the girl’s brown legs there were many small white scars. I was thinking, Do those scars cover the whole of you, like the stars and moons on your dress? I thought that would be pretty too, and I ask you right here please to agree with me that a scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers want us to think. But you and I, we must make an agreement to defy them. We must see all scars a s beauty. Okay? This will be our secret. Because take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, ‘I survived’.In a few breaths’ time I will speak some sad words to you. But you must hear them as we have agreed to see scars now. Sad words are just another beauty. A sad story means the storyteller is alive. The next thing you know, something fine will happen to her, something marvellous, and then she will turn round and smile.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
