Top 350 Mary E. Pearson Quotes (2025 Update)

1. “Picture yourself five years from now. Where do you want to be? Remember that. Every day. That’s how you’ll get there.”

— Mary E. Pearson

2. “It can take years to mold a dream. It takes only a fraction of a second for it to be shattered.”

— Mary E. Pearson

3. “Sometimes there’s not a better way. Sometimes there’s only the hard way.”

— Mary E. Pearson

4. “They’ll pay for this. All of it. I promise. One day they’ll pay.”

— Mary E. Pearson

5. “Be brave, be victorious.”

— Mary E. Pearson

6. “Some things aren’t meant to be known. Only believed.”

— Mary E. Pearson

7. “There is something about her eyes. Eyes don’t breathe. I know that much. But hers look breathless.”

— Mary E. Pearson

8. “I’m sure our paths will cross again, and our differences will be settled once and for all. Walk carefully, because next time it will be I who will surprise you.” My.”

— Mary E. Pearson

9. “Truth that came too late was as useful as a meal to a dead man.”

— Mary E. Pearson

10. “Deliberate deception is not a mistake. It’s calculating and cold.”

— Mary E. Pearson

11. “Faith and science, I have learned, are two sides of the same coin, separated by an expanse so small, but wide enough that one side can’t see the other. They don’t know they are connected.”

— Mary E. Pearson

12. “Regroup. Move forward.”

— Mary E. Pearson

13. “Chance. It weaves through our lives like a golden thread, sometimes knotting, tangling, and breaking along the way. Loose threads are left hanging, but the in and out, the back and forth continues, the weaving goes on. It doesn’t stop.”

— Mary E. Pearson

14. “Awareness There is a dark place. A place where I have no eyes, no mouth. No words. I can’t cry out because I have no breath. The silence is so deep I want to die. But I can’t. The darkness and silence go on forever. It is not a dream. I don’t dream.”

— Mary E. Pearson

15. “There is magic in everything, only you must watch for it. It does not come from spells or potions or the sky, nor by special delivery of the gods. It is all around you.”

— Mary E. Pearson

16. “The world before us is a postcard, and I imagine the story we are writing on it.”

— Mary E. Pearson

17. “But remember, child, we may all have our own story and destiny, and sometimes our seemingly bad fortune, but we’re all part of a greater story too. One that transcends the soil, the wind, time even our own tears. Greater stories will have their way.”

— Mary E. Pearson

18. “Maybe the impossible is possible when you take everything else away.”

— Mary E. Pearson

19. “The dictionary says my identity should be all about being separate or distinct, and yet it feels like it is so wrapped up in others.”

— Mary E. Pearson

20. “Observing and understanding are two different things.”

— Mary E. Pearson

21. “When we lose a battle, we have to regroup and move forward again. Choose an alternate path if necessary. But if we dwell on every action we’ve taken, it will cripple us, and soon we’ll take no action at all.”

— Mary E. Pearson

22. “Some scars took longer to heal than others, and some scars, I knew, were necessary. Some things you should never forget.”

— Mary E. Pearson

23. “Three more days. That’s what Sven always told me. When you think you’re at the end of your rope, give it three more days. And then another three. Sometimes you’ll find the rope is longer than you thought.”

— Mary E. Pearson

24. “Whatever you choose for your stationery is your favorite color because it’s where you pour your heart out.”

— Mary E. Pearson

25. “Once we fear to take a stand, tyranny will have won.”

— Mary E. Pearson

26. “Multiple closets for different needs. Overkill.”

— Mary E. Pearson

27. “We’re all part of a greater story too... one that transcends wind, time... even our own tears.”

— Mary E. Pearson

28. “Hold on to each other because that is what will save you. Out of many you are one now. You are family. I look to our put-together family. Non want to be here any more than I do. We are all different. We argue. We wave our fists. But we hold each other too. We grow together, strong like the circle of trees in the valley.”

— Mary E. Pearson

29. “But when I turned a chill caressed me – Go – a voice crawled up my spine – Leave – a finger turned my jaw – Hurry – and then there was a rushed blur of voices, hands, faces, running through the hall – Shhh, this way, run, don’t say a word. Death strode among them, glanced at me, but this time he didn’t smile. He wept. His arms were full and he could carry no more.”

— Mary E. Pearson

30. “Love didn’t even seem like the right word to explain how I felt about her. The word seemed too small, too used, too simple, and everything I felt about her seemed complicated and rare and as wide as the world.”

— Mary E. Pearson

31. “Maybe there were as many shades of love as the blues of the sky.”

— Mary E. Pearson

32. “Are the details of our lives who we are, or is it owning those details that makes the difference?”

— Mary E. Pearson

33. “My timing is off. But I had to get it out. Some things you have to tell, no matter how stupid they may sound. Some things you can’t save for later. There might not be a later.”

— Mary E. Pearson

34. “But I am more than a name. More than they tell me.”

— Mary E. Pearson

35. “It began with the stars.”

— Mary E. Pearson

36. “It’s the unknown that I fear, the bites of memories that still have no connections.”

— Mary E. Pearson

37. “Yes, I want to kiss you, Jase Ballenger. Not for show or to make the best of it. I want to kiss you because I want you, every part of you, even the parts that infuriate me beyond telling, because you’ve infected me with a poison that I don’t want to flush out, because you’re a mad viper twisting around my middle, cutting off my breath, yet I want you more than I want to breathe. Yes, Jase, I want to kiss you, just because I do, but the one thing I cannot do is promise you any tomorrows.”

— Mary E. Pearson

38. “Confluence-a coming together by chance... Together they become something greater, but it isn’t delicate or sweet. Like a raging river, a confluence can lead to something impossible to predict or control... Yet sometimes the coming together, the confluence of destinies, seemed not to be by chance at all.”

— Mary E. Pearson

39. “Hear the language that isn’t spoken, for everyone can hear spoken words, but only a few can hear the heart that beats behind it.”

— Mary E. Pearson

40. “There are many words and definitions I have never lost. But some I am only just beginning to truly understand.”

— Mary E. Pearson

41. “You must find the magic that warms your skin in winter, the magic that perceives what cannot be seen, the magic that curls in your gut with fierce power and will not let you give up, no matter how long or cold the days.”

— Mary E. Pearson

42. “On a small planet, where minute follows minute, day follows day, year follows year, where tradition marches on with a deafening, orderly beat -sometimes the order is disturbed by a dreamer, an artist, a scribbler – sometimes the beat is changed one person at a time.”

— Mary E. Pearson

43. “Her tears, they ride the wind. She calls to me, And all I can do is whisper, You are strong, Stronger than your pain, Stronger than your grief, Stronger than them. – The Last Testaments of Gaudrel.”

— Mary E. Pearson

44. “I wonder at the weight of a Sparrow.”

— Mary E. Pearson

45. “What had her life been like in Venda? Or maybe, more precisely, what had they done to her? She was not the result of happy, content parents. It was like she’d been held prisoner in a cellar her whole life. She flinched at sun and an open sky. As soon as we hit the Heethe plateau, she kept her eyes straight ahead on some distant point, her focus like steel, her shoulders rigid, like she carried a heavy pack on her back.”

— Mary E. Pearson

46. “Percentages! Those are for economists, polls, and politicians. Percentages can’t define your identity.”

— Mary E. Pearson

47. “I have two arms but not a bone, I can’t be hurt with knife or stone. I have a head but lack a face, I don’t need eyes to match your pace. I’m shifty, a thief, a trick of the eyes, My robes are made of mystery and lies. I am short, I am thin, I am monstrous and tall, But when midnight comes, I am nothing at all.”

— Mary E. Pearson

48. “Pieces. Isn’t that what all of life is anyway? Shards. Bits. Moments. Am I less because I have fewer, or do the few I have mean more?”

— Mary E. Pearson

49. “I used to be someone.”

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50. “One small changed family doesn’t calculate into a world that has been spinning for a billion years. But one small change makes the world spin differently in a billion ways for one family.”

— Mary E. Pearson