Keen Shoes Quotes & Sayings

No trauma has discrete edges. Trauma bleeds. Out of wounds and across boundaries. — Leslie Jamison

Where are you going?" Millie whispered, although why she was whispering was a bit of a mystery since the sound of yelling, along with a lot of cursing, was flowing into the house. "I'm not just going to sit here while everyone else is fighting my battle." She made it all the way to the door, crawling on her stomach, no less, before she was forced to stop when she encountered a pair of shoes. They were nice shoes, a little dusty, and unfortunately, they belonged to none other than Bram. "You weren't trying to sneak out to help, were you?" he asked, squatting down next to her. "I might have been." "There's no need. Silas has been secured." Lucetta frowned. "He came down here on his own?" Holding out a hand, Bram helped her to her feet before he smiled. "Apparently, yes. I imagine those women he hired weren't too keen to travel the country with him. Aiding and abetting men on the run usually results in a stint behind bars, and they must have decided he wasn't worth that." "I — Jen Turano

I don't think I've ever held a racket in my hand ... There's got to be somebody in the US who isn't trying to play tennis and stinking up the court. — Isaac Asimov

It felt strange introducing two people who meant so much to him. Like they should already know each other. — Veronica Rossi

Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for yr own joy
— Jack Kerouac

How have you been? You're still as beautiful as ever."
"As are you, my dear. I love your shoes."
"Aren't they delightful? I saw them and just had to have them. Their previous owner wasn't too keen to let them go, but I can be very persuasive when I want to be."
"Is that her blood on the left one?"
"And no amount of scrubbing will get it out, either. — Derek Landy

As social beings we live with our eyes upon our reflection, but have no assurance of the tranquillity of the waters in which we see it. — Charles Horton Cooley

It's fascinating, really, when you think about it. How a person can slip into a new life as one would a new pair of shoes. At first there's a keen awareness of the fit: a stiffness at the heel, the binding of the width, the curve pressed to the arch. But with time and enough steps, the feel becomes so natural you almost forget you're wearing them at all. — Kristina McMorris