Lisa Schroeder Quotes & Sayings

The stars are duller than an old pocket knife, they used to sparkle like five-carat diamonds. — Lisa Schroeder

It's like
the silence
that follows

the beautiful song.

Or
the darkness
that follows

the glitter in the air.

He knew
what to do
to make it better.

As I walk toward
the door,
I take a deep breath.

I know
what to do
to make it better.

As he
embraced me,
I will
try to embrace
this day
that follows

the day before. — Lisa Schroeder

Running doesn't just make me happy. Running keeps me alive. When I'm running-the blood pumping through my veins, the tunes playing in my ears, the muscles tightening on the inclines- the problems of the world disappear. It's just me, the sidewalk, and God. — Lisa Schroeder

I see you.

Because in you,
I see me. — Lisa Schroeder

Love doesn't tell time. - Brooklyn — Lisa Schroeder

Life is the bad
with all the good.
The deadly sharks
with the beautiful sea stars.
The gigantic waves
with the sand castles.
The licorice
with the lemon and lime.
The loud lyrics
with the rhythm of the music.
The liver disease
with the love of a father and son.
It's life.
Sweet, beautiful,
wind on your face,
air in your lungs,
kisses on your lips.
life. — Lisa Schroeder

He is
better than warm fall colors
better than beautiful music
better than doughnuts and coffee — Lisa Schroeder

How many days was I like that? Pretending to listen, but not hearing a word? Pretending to care when I hated it all? Pretending to live when I was dying inside? — Lisa Schroeder

You more than anyone should be in my dreams. — Lisa Schroeder

Yellow daises tell me Brooklyn's been here.
His flower girl.
I brought nothing.
Just myself.
How fitting.
Seems like that's all I've got anymore. — Lisa Schroeder

Memories
fall
like
snowflakes
upon
my dreams.
The snowflakes
toss and tumble,
each different
and yet
the same. — Lisa Schroeder

I spend the day
by myself,
just walking.
Walking around town
looking in windows
filled with pretty things.
They call it
window shopping.
I call it
window dreaming.
Dreaming of being
the mannequin
smiling,
looking hot,
nothing wrong,
the world
picture perfect
from the window. — Lisa Schroeder

Your parents may have created you, but they don't define you. — Lisa Schroeder

Maybe it's not about determination
or love
or how hard
you can fight
Maybe it's just bout fate
and what
is meant to be — Lisa Schroeder

Another long run, hoping to put distance between me and everything else. The farther, the better. Only problem is, the distance is just temporary, because no matter how far I go, I always have to come back. — Lisa Schroeder

Some mornings,
it's hard to get
out of bed.
Sleep lures you
like a stranger
with a piece of candy.
Follow me.
It will be okay.
I promise.
You know better,
but still you follow,
because you really do
love candy. — Lisa Schroeder

Let the day
reveal itself to me
in its own time,
in its own way.
I am yours, Today.
I am yours — Lisa Schroeder

I'd reply, love doesn't tell time.
Love is simply there
or it isn't.
Everyday,
in every way,
it was there. — Lisa Schroeder

If music is
the story
of our lives,
what song
did they
sing
for me? — Lisa Schroeder

We don't talk. We just swing. There is comfort in the act of swinging. True, unexpected comfort. — Lisa Schroeder

Okay.
I will go.
But only if
you will give me
your guilt
to take
with me. — Lisa Schroeder

One time Mom told me the people
you can be quiet with
are the ones
you are the most comfortable with. — Lisa Schroeder

Thank you for a lullaby last night.
Thank you for the boy who sang it. — Lisa Schroeder

Those were the days when dreams were sweet and life was sweeter still. — Lisa Schroeder

I want him to live," he says.
I watch,
helpless,
as the pain slips out.
Tears fall
when he whispers,
"But damn it, I want to live, too. — Lisa Schroeder

And what I think is that
when you're completely alone
and deep inside yourself
with feelings no one else can understand,
there really aren't a hundred places to go.
It's like if I woke up one day
and looked outside
and saw purple trees
and red grass and green dogs,
is there anyone I could tell who would understand?
No.
There'd be no one.
It's exactly like that.
He saw purple trees
and red grass and green dogs
while no one else did.

And maybe,
he just got tired
of seeing them. — Lisa Schroeder

I think fear is normal, Cade. Just don't let it win. — Lisa Schroeder

I'm in a castle
standing in a tower,
looking down through a window
at the beautiful garden,
the sun setting in the distance.
The beauty in the moment
brings tears to my eyes.
Sky blue pink,
the backdrop for
roses in ever color
blooming in the garden. — Lisa Schroeder

Aren't the scariest things in life
Those things you can't see? — Lisa Schroeder

Doughnuts
Music
Love
It doesn't get
any better
than this — Lisa Schroeder

After Lucca died, everything shut down. I couldn't eat. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't talk. Somehow they got me on the plane and back home. — Lisa Schroeder

Memories might keep him alive but they might kill me. — Lisa Schroeder

I hear the word
in the hall
over and over again.
Suicide.
Suicide.
Suicide.
Did he or didn't he?
Everyone's got a guess.
Still no one knows for sure,
except Gabe,
but he's not talking.
Why does it even matter?
He's gone.
His, ours, theirs
blame needs a place.
His, ours, theirs
pain all over the place.
His, ours, theirs
forgiveness missing from this place. — Lisa Schroeder

Sometimes, love is loud.
sometimes, love is quiet.
Always, love is my mom. — Lisa Schroeder

Life is so freaking hard. How do people do it? How do people get up every day and deal with the shit? It really makes you understand why there are so many messed-up people in the world. I mean, it's tough, trying to deal with demands coming at you from all sides. — Lisa Schroeder

I look at him and realize, maybe I overreacted. Maybe more than once. — Lisa Schroeder

It's better this way. A little lonelier but better. — Lisa Schroeder

I love fall
The season
of warm colors — Lisa Schroeder

It brings me
back to the moment,
and I want to live
the moment with everything I've got. — Lisa Schroeder

Food brings people together. All over the world, people gather together and eat. In America, churches have potlucks and neighborhoods have barbecues. I like that about America. - IB My — Lisa Schroeder

Joy, not sorrow.
Laughter, not tears.
Life, not death.
Love, not blame. — Lisa Schroeder

My heart breaks.
Also not the first time.
I long to go after him.
To find him
and hold him
and kiss him
in the loveliest of gardens. — Lisa Schroeder

He cups my face
with both hands
leans in,
eyes lingering a
sweet second
before his lips
are there on mine,
teasing,
playing,
tasting,
kissing.
When he pulls away,
I'm breathless.
He nuzzles my ear.
"Now that's thrilling."
You got that right. — Lisa Schroeder

It makes no sense. Please, help me. I need it to make sense. — Lisa Schroeder

I know. You can be fine, and then,
out of nowhere,
a memory blindsides you. — Lisa Schroeder

Dare: a challenge to do something dangerous or foolhardy.
I dare you.
Three stupid words. — Lisa Schroeder

The more you can share,
the less lost you feel. — Lisa Schroeder

I wanted to freeze
in the moment in my mind
forever
because there's nothing better
than flutters of the heart — Lisa Schroeder

Love is the answer. Not fear. — Lisa Schroeder

STONE
Let my heart
turn to
stone.
Maybe then
I can sleep
without
nightmares.
May be then
I can eat
without
a stomachache.
Maybe then
I can read
without fear
of an unhappy ending.
Take the knife
out of my heart
and,please,
let it
turn to stone. — Lisa Schroeder

I journeyed to a place where it's always raining cupcakes. I didn't need a passport, but I met a lot of interesting people and experienced new things. Even though the trip was a little bumpy, I got there just fine. — Lisa Schroeder

I talk and cry
while Nico sits and listens.
Like we've been friends forever.
Finally, I use the shirt
to wipe the tears
and take a deep breath.
We're quiet
for a long time
and then Nico points
to a pair of boxer shorts on the floor.
I'm glad you picked the shirt. — Lisa Schroeder

Absence makes the heart grow desperate. — Lisa Schroeder

My reflection tells one story.
My heart, a different one.
The difference is,
hearts don't lie.
Mirrors do. — Lisa Schroeder

Music is so personal. — Lisa Schroeder

He reaches over for my hand. Holds it there, on my leg. My heart skips a beat, and I gave his hand a little squeeze as I put all of my carefully selected words away. — Lisa Schroeder

I grab
a small container
of glitter.
Because this day,
this wonderful,
beautiful,
glorious day
just wouldn't be complete
without a little,
or a lot, of
g i t r
l t e — Lisa Schroeder

Best friends are together through it all. Like soil & roots. One needing the other through chilling winters, scorching summers, through hailstorms & lightning Strikes. They weather it together. — Lisa Schroeder

I tell myself it will protect me. He will protect me. — Lisa Schroeder

When he opens the door, I step in and an army of memories comes at me from all sides. — Lisa Schroeder

And then it hits me like a fast, open-palmed, stinging smack in the face.
Having a ghost boyfriend
WAS
weird — Lisa Schroeder

That's my girl.
Live a good life, Ava. — Lisa Schroeder

THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ME AND YOU

When I hold a rose,
I see the soft, velvety petals
and smile, because
tucked between
those precious petals
is a special gift -
the one of a fragrance,
pure and sweet.
When you hold a rose,
you see the thorns
along the stem,
and you frown
because those thorns
can bring you pain
and cause you to bleed.
I see the gift.
You see the tragedy.
More and more
I fear that one of these days
someone will hand me a rose
and all I will see
are thorns.
Talk about tragedy. — Lisa Schroeder

Then she said good night and headed to her room. — Lisa Schroeder

I hate this. Will the darkness ever fade?
Will I ever see light again?
Is it light where you are? — Lisa Schroeder

Sleep little one
Sleep
Grow strong
And grow wings
The world is waiting for you — Lisa Schroeder

See that's exactly why I don't want a dog." "Why?" "Because it'll just die." "Everybody dies, Brooklyn." Like that makes it okay or something. — Lisa Schroeder

Who do I get the feeling
this boy is
lost at sea?
Just like me? — Lisa Schroeder

Life hands us things we don't want. Nasty things. Terrible things. It's how we handle those things that matters. That's all. — Lisa Schroeder

I peel
hiss tense fingers
on his right hand
away from
the steering wheel,
one
two
three
four
five.
With each finger,
the scowl
diappears
a little more. when i place
his hand on
my leg
and gently
caress it, he smiles.
That's better. — Lisa Schroeder

In that moment i realize a circle of love is ten times better than a procession of sorrys. — Lisa Schroeder

Sometimes life is a feast with eggs Benedict & hollandaise sauce, waffles & strawberries, sausage links & hashed brown potatoes. And sometimes life is scrambled eggs. In the end, your stomach gets full all the same. And years from now, you may not remember exactly what you ate. — Lisa Schroeder

I'm glad for the rain...It's good camouflage. — Lisa Schroeder

The whole school was in shock when he died.
Just six months earlier,
another guy from school died.
Everyone went on about too much tragedy.
Want to know about tragedy?
Come to my house.
A year later, tragedy is still here.
Every damn day, it's here. — Lisa Schroeder

I get it. Sometimes you want to remember. And sometimes you need to forget. — Lisa Schroeder

Everything's always changing.
Nothing stays the same.
Yesterday's gone forever,
I've got memories and my name. — Lisa Schroeder

Oftentimes
when I read a book,
I want to savor
each word,
each phrase,
each page,
loving the prose
so much,
I don't want it
to end.

Other times
the story pulls me in,
and I can hardly
read fast enough,
the details flying by,
some of them lost
because all that matters
is making sure
the character
is all right
when it's over. — Lisa Schroeder

Cade motions with a nod to follow him. He's holding the pole, and I'm the fish on the line. Just how far will he pull me in? — Lisa Schroeder

Heads:It goes weel.
Tails:It doesn't — Lisa Schroeder

In the quiet of the night,
Brooklyn baby tucked in tight.
Close your eyes, everything's all right.
Dreams will take you to the light.
Like a star, you're lovely and bright.
So sleep baby girl, sleep all night. — Lisa Schroeder

Don't get your hopes up.
I needed someone today.
Darkness said you'd do. — Lisa Schroeder

The beautiful thing is, music can be like a time machine. One song- the lyrics, the melody, the mood- can take you back to a moment in time like nothing else can. — Lisa Schroeder

Three boys. Three deaths. One school. We've made the national news. Is out school cursed? Are we a reckless bunch of fools? The media asks questions no one can answer. Kids can't stop crying. — Lisa Schroeder

One picture will have to be enough.
Just like
one day
will have to be
enough. — Lisa Schroeder

Circumstances shape who we are and who we become. I believe that. But I also believe we have choices. There are always choices. — Lisa Schroeder

The road to happiness is paved with good deeds for others. — Lisa Schroeder

Come with me,' Mom says.
To the library.
Books and summertime
go together. — Lisa Schroeder

Let us live so we can love. — Lisa Schroeder

Hidden, there,
behind the face
of a beautiful boy,
I see you.
The real you. — Lisa Schroeder

I've heard walking down a busy sidewalk in New York is like swimming in a sea of people. I love to swim and I love people, so of course I would love New York! - — Lisa Schroeder

Nothing makes much sense, does it?" she asks. "I mean, really, what do we know for sure except that right now, in this moment, we're standing here, breathing? The rest, who knows? Let's stop asking questions. Let's just stop trying to figure out everything and simply be happy we're here. What do you say? — Lisa Schroeder

I'll wait for you at the finish line. — Lisa Schroeder

Today there's no one here,
so I find a rock and open my notebook
filled with letters to Lucca,
reading them,
noticing how the letters
decreased in frequency
over the past couple of months.
When i started,
shortly after he died,
I wrote them every day.
I hurt so bad, I wanted to scream,
but I couldn't,
so my words on the page
became a diary of the pain. — Lisa Schroeder

He was a character.
A character who should still be here.
Damn it all to hell.
He should still be here. — Lisa Schroeder

I've realized therapy is incredibly therapeutic. — Lisa Schroeder

If anything,
he sparked
a fire
inside of me,
making me want to live again. — Lisa Schroeder

Looking at these pictures,
I wonder,
did that part of me
that flourished around him,
like prized perennials
under a tender gardener's care,
die along with him? — Lisa Schroeder

I like
the memories
because they remind me
I haven't always been
this girl,
constantly
mad or scared
or confused. — Lisa Schroeder

Right and wrong
Black and white
And many shades
Of gray
I want color in my life
Color in my dreams. — Lisa Schroeder

Funny how
time goes on,
things change,
and yet,
some things stay
exactly the same. — Lisa Schroeder