A Quote by Stephanie Perkins

Umbrellas are so small and sad and easy to forget. — © Stephanie Perkins
Umbrellas are so small and sad and easy to forget.
Rain never understands why people hide under their umbrellas! Let us make a surprise to the rain by closing our umbrellas!
Yes, I am sad, sad as a circus-lioness, sad as an eagle without wings, sad as a violin with only one string and that one broken, sad as a woman who is growing old. Sad, sad, sad.
I left parts of myself everywhere, The way absent-minded people leave Gloves and umbrellas Whose colors are sad from dispensing so much bad luck
Mixed martial arts has small windows of opportunity and there's always new faces coming through, so it's easy to forget you.
I really like umbrellas. It's like, I have a roof! I carry it with me! Umbrellas always amuse me.
Easy is right. Begin right and you are easy. Continue easy and you are right. The right way to go easy is to forget the right way, and forget that the going is easy.
If you keep telling the same sad small story. You will keep living the same sad small life.
Too often, bridal shows are boring - I love including a small, unexpected element to make it interesting, like the removable skirts and umbrellas in seasons past.
It's really easy to do sad; you just put on some sad music and write dramatically - everybody can do that.
In small letters, someone has written NEVER FORGET on one of the slats. I know it's supposed to be a pledge, but it feels like a curse. Don't we have to forget some of it? Don't we have to forget this feeling? If we don't, how will we live?
One of the things about being online is it's hard to forget people, so it's very easy to stalk an ex, it's very easy to follow what people are doing. It's almost impossible to forget them.
To forget a friend is sad. Not every one has had a friend. And if I forget him, I may become like the grown?ups who are no longer interested in anything but figures.
You're sad because you're sad. It's psychic. It's the age. It's chemical. Go see a shrink or take a pill, or hug your sadness like an eyeless doll you need to sleep. Well, all children are sad but some get over it. Count your blessings. Better than that, buy a hat. Buy a coat or a pet. Take up dancing to forget.
And what did I think when I was small and why did I forget? And what else will I forget when I grow older? And if you forget is it as if it never happened? Will none of the things you saw or thought or dreamed matter?
Living in the modern world, clothed and muffled, forced to convey our sense of our bodies in terms of remote symbols like walking sticks and umbrellas and handbags, it is easy to lose sight of the immediacy of the human body plan.
The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when sad tries to bite its lip and not cry, and smile and say, "No I'm happy for you"? Thats when it's really sad.
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