Splashes of Colours


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Picture Perfect

Quotable quotes:

The moon slice behind a cloud as if it were embarrassed.

There are millions of people in the world, and the spirits will see that most of them, you never have to meet. But there are one or two you are tied to, and the spirits will cross you back and forth, threading so many knots until they catch and you finally get it right.

As I admitted to my lack of success, the words fell to the floor in front of me, heavy and sluggish lie failure always is.

You collect other people’ problems the way some people collect rare coins.


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Salem Falls

Another riveting read from Jodi Picoult:

He knew better than anyone that you could not trust a woman who said she was telling the truth.

All it takes is a second and your whole life can get turned upside down.

I think that all of us have got our ghosts.

She was doing this because she knew what it was like to hit rock bottom and to need someone to give you a leg up.

What she didn’t understand was that what you had could never make up for what you’d lost.

Words, he knew, could scar.

Raw love, like raw heartache, could blindside you.

Ignorance. A very nice segue to bliss.

After a certain point, a heart with so many stress fractures would never be anything but broken.

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Away from Her

A short, though powerful, story. Alice Munro gives readers room for imagination, and will not bombard you with words which are unnecessary.

This is a story about an old couple, one of them has Alzheimer, and the other one has to go through some ups and downs that comes with his wife’s illness.

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Alzheimer is an intriguing topic, and I think the inner me has a fear that it might happen to someone close to me. So I googled and came across this article: http://www.sharpbrains.com/blog/2007/07/23/build-your-cognitive-reserve-yaakov-stern/

Here are some key take-aways to share:

– Life­time expe­ri­ences, like edu­ca­tion, engag­ing occu­pa­tion, and leisure activ­i­ties, have been shown to have a major influ­ence on how we age, specif­i­cally on whether we will develop Alzheimer’s symp­toms or not.
– This is so because stim­u­lat­ing activ­i­ties, ide­ally com­bin­ing phys­i­cal exer­cise, learn­ing and social inter­ac­tion, help us build a Cog­ni­tive Reserve to pro­tect us.
– The ear­lier we start build­ing our Reserve, the bet­ter; but it is never too late to start. And, the more activ­i­ties, the bet­ter: the effect is cumulative.
Yup, so now at least I can do something to reduce my own risks.


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Tenth Circle

My second Jodi Picoult book. Now I know why she is so famous and everyone wants to read her book. The topic is often controversial, to a great extent, because some of her books are banned. Heard that Tenth Circle was a banned book too.

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And like all the best stories, it had at its center an ordinary, everyday hero who simply didn’t know how he’d ever become one.

Is taking away from your ability to do whatever you want , whenever you want, the very worst punishment you can imagine?

Dreams were like soap bubbles. You could look at them from a distance, and they were lovely. It’s when you stuck your face too close that your eyes wound up stinging.

Given anything negative or uncertain, there were rules that had to be followed.

The bones of her wrist were light and fine in his hand, delicate as china.

As if he were asking her for minutes that were no longer hers to give.

A human heart breaks harder when it’s dropped from a greater height.

Add love, and a person might do something crazy. Add love, and all the lines between right and wrong were bound to disappear.

She could feel the weight of her father’s worry. Who knew that the words you never got around to saying cuold settle so heavy?

She had been inked onto his life, as indelible as any tattoo.

Betrayal was a stone beneath the mattress of the bed you shared, something you felt digging into you no matter how you shifted position.

What was the point of being able to forgive, when deep down, you both had to admit you’d never forget?

It was a little like a scar on a polished wooden table – you’d try to see the rest of the gleaming surface, but your eyes and your fingers would be drawn to the pitted part, the one thing that kept it from being perfect.

In fact, that first frantic fall didn’t hurt nearly as much as getting back on your feet afterward.

What you notice is the loneliness.

At any crossroads in life, half of us are destined to take a wrong turn.

Silence was just a quieter way to lie.