Death Trip Game Quotes & Sayings

I thought I was long done with the Firsts. First Easter since his death, First Birthday, First Trip to IHOP, First Phillies Game. But everything we ever did together, that we'd never share again
like Longwood Gardens at Christmas
still waited before me. In that moment, I dreaded the rest of my life. — Jeri Smith-Ready

Her legacy was not--would not be--this disease. Phyllis Marie Unold Avery told us stories...It is my promise to her that for as long as I am able, I will recognize, restory, and remember. — Nancy A. Dafoe

I'm Canadian. The only difference between dating American and Canadian guys is whether you'll be watching football or hockey. I have no preference. — Serinda Swan

Life isn't fair, but you can be. — Tom Selleck

He that trusts in a lie, shall perish in truth. — George Herbert

When the vision fills your brain and passion hits your gut, the need to write it down cannot be stifled.
(Marti Melville) — Marti Melville

My parents were married for sixty-five years, and I was married for about ten minutes, my first year at Yale Drama School. Something, somehow, didn't get passed on to my generation. — Lewis Black

You can't legislate or litigate good, healthy behavior but we must be willing to educate people at an early age about the affects of unhealthy living. — Zack Wamp

Please reach out for help, your voice will save you. — Brooke Axtell

I feel like if I live the Christian life, then the people should be able to see it in my everyday actions. — Quinton Aaron

Life is a great sunrise. I do not see why death should not be a greater one. — Vladimir Nabokov

I groaned my good humor beginning to fade. Nothing good could come from such a wager. If I lost I'd have to drive for the entire five-and-a-half-hour trip home. But if I won Marc would drive which was much much worse. With him in the driver's seat I'd be afraid to blink much less sleep. Marc's favourite travel game was highway tag which he played by getting just close enough to passing semi trucks to
reach out his window and touch their rear bumpers. Seriously. The man thought the inevitability of death didn't apply to him simply because it hadn't happened yet.
Marc laughed at my horrified expression and sank his shovel into the earth at the end of the black plastic cocoon. With a sigh I joined him trying to decide whether I'd rather risk falling asleep at the wheel or falling asleep with Marc at the wheel.
It was a tough call. Thankfully I had three solid hours of digging during which to decide. Lucky me. — Rachel Vincent