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Where the Crawdads Sing – Delia Owens

  • “There are some who can live without wild things, and some who cannot.”
  • “How much do you trade to defeat loneliness?” 
  • “Unworthy boys make a lot of noise”
  • “I wasn’t aware that words could hold so much. I didn’t know a sentence could be so full.” 
  • “Go as far as you can—way out yonder where the crawdads sing.”
  • “His dad had told him many times that the definition of a real man is one who cries without shame, reads poetry with his heart, feels opera in his soul, and does what’s necessary to defend a woman.” 
  • “Please don’t talk to me about isolation. No one has to told me how it changes a person. I have lived it. I am isolation”
  • “If anyone would understand loneliness, the moon would.”
  • “Sometimes she heard night-sounds she didn’t know or jumped from lightning too close, but whenever she stumbled, it was the land who caught her. Until at last, at some unclaimed moment, the heart-pain seeped away like water into sand. Still there, but deep. Kya laid her hand upon the breathing, wet earth, and the marsh became her mother.”
  • “Sand keeps secrets better than mud.” 
  • “Faces change with life’s toll, but eyes remain a window to what was, and she could see him there.”
  • “lot of times love doesn’t work out. Yet even when it fails, it connects you to others and, in the end, that is all you have, the connections.” 
  • “She knew the years of isolation had altered her behavior until she was different from others, but it wasn’t her fault she’d been alone. Most of what she knew, she’d learned from the wild. Nature had nurtured, tutored, and protected her when no one else would.” 
  • “Time ensures children never know their parents young.” 
  • “Never underrate
    the heart,
    Capable of deeds
    The mind cannot conceive.
    The heart dictates as well as feels.
    How else can you explain
    The path I have taken,
    That you have taken
    The long way through this pass?”
  • “Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar. Reflecting sunlight, they swirled and sailed and fluttered on the wind drafts.”
  •  “A simple hope of being with someone, of actually being wanted, of being touched, had drawn her in. But these hurried groping hands were only a taking, not a sharing or giving.”