The Giver – Lois Lowry


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“…it was not a rule, but was considered rude to call attention to things that were unsettling or different about individuals.” – Chapter 3

“Now, seeing the newchild and its expression, he was reminded that the light eyes were not only a rarity but gave the one who had them a certain look — what was it? Depth, he decided; as if one were looking into the clear water of the river, down to the bottom, where things might lurk which hadn’t been discovered yet.” – Chapter 3

“Fours, Fives, and Sixes all wore jackets that fastened down the back so that they would have to help each other dress and would learn interdependence.
The front-buttoned jacket was the first sign of independence, the first very visible symbol of growing up. The bicycle, at Nine, would be the powerful emblem of moving gradually out into the community, away from the protective family unit.” -Chapter 6

“The entire community had performed the Ceremony of Loss together, murmuring the name Caleb throughout an entire day, less and less frequently, softer in volume, as the long and somber day went on, so that the little Four seemed to fade away gradually from everyone’s consciousness.” – Chapter 6

“There’s much more. There’s all that goes beyond — all that is Elsewhere — and all that goes back, and back, and back. I received all of those, when I was selected. And here in this room all alone, I re-experience them again and again. It is how wisdom comes. And how we shape our future.” -Chapter 10

“No voice made an explination. The experience explained itself to him.” -Chapter 11

“I have great honor. So will you. But you will find that that is not the same as power.” -Chapter 11

“‘If everything’s the same, then there aren’t any choices! I want to wake up in the morning and decide things! A blue tunic, or a red one?’ He looked down at himself, at the colorless fabric of his clothing. ‘But it’s all the same, always.'” – Chapter 13

“Sometimes I wish they’d ask for my wisdom more often — there are so many things I could tell them; things I wish they would change. But they don’t want change. Life here is so orderly, so predictable — so painless. It’s what they’ve chosen.” -Chapter 13

“What is it that makes you suffer so much? If you gave some of it to me, maybe your pain would be less.” -Chapter 13

They have never known pain, he thought. The realization made him feel desperately lonely, and he rubbed his throbbing leg. He eventually slept. Again and again he dreamed of the anguish and the isolation of the forsaken hill.” – Chapter 14

“But why can’t everyone have the memories? I think it would seem a little easier if the memories were shared. You and I wouldn’t have to bear so much by ourselves, if everybody took a part.” -Chapter 14

“And that’s the real reason The Receiver is so vital to them, and so honored. They selected me — and you — to lift that burden from themselves.” – Chapter 14

“‘I liked the feeling of love,’ he confessed. He glanced nervously at the speaker on the wall, reassuring himself that no one was listening. ‘I wish we still had that,’ he whispered.'” – Chapter 16

“He made himself say the words, though he felt flushed with embarrassment. He had rehearsed them in his mind all the way home from the Annex.
‘Do you love me?’
There was an awkward silence for a moment. Then Father gave a little chuckle. ‘Jonas. You, of all people. Precision of language, please!’
‘What do you mean?’ Jonas asked. Amusement was not at all what he had anticipated.
‘Your father means that you used a very generalized word, so meaningless that it’s become almost obsolete,’ his mother explained carefully.” -Chapter 16

“‘Things could change, Gabe,’ Jonas went on. ‘Things could be different. I don’t know how, but there must be some way for things to be different. There could be colors.'” -Chapter 16

“The next morning, for the first time, Jonas did not take his pill. Something within him, something that had grown there through the memories, told him to throw the pill away.” -Chapter 16

“Thinking, as he always did, about precision of language, Jonas realized that it was a new depth of feelings that he was experiencing. Somehow they were not at all the same as the feelings that every evening, in every dwelling, every citizen analyzed with endless talk.” -Chapter 17

“Jonas knew with certainty that he could change nothing.” -Chapter 17

“If you were to be lost in the river, Jonas, your memories would not be lost with you. Memories are forever.” -Chapter 18

“The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It’s the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.” -Chapter 20

“All of it was new to him. After a life of Sameness and predictability, he was awed by the surprises that lay beyond each curve of the road. He slowed the bike again and again to look with wonder at wildflowers, to enjoy the throaty warble of a new bird nearby, or merely to watch the way wind shifted the leaves in the trees. During his twelve years in the community, he had never felt such simple moments of exquisite happiness.” -Chapter 22

“Once he had yearned for choice. Then, when he had had a choice, he had made the wrong one: the choice to leave. And now he was starving.
But if he had stayed…
His thoughts continued. If he had stayed, he would have starved in other ways. He would have lived a life hungry for feelings, for color, for love.” -Chapter 22

“But he began, suddenly, to feel happy. He began to recall happy times. He remembered his parents and his sister. He remembered his friends, Asher and Fiona. He remembered The Giver.
Memories of joy flooded through him suddenly.” -Chapter 23

“The runners sliced through the snow and the wind whipped at his face as they sped in a straight line through an incision that seemed to lead to the final destination, the place that he had always felt was waiting, the Elsewhere that held their future and their past.” -Chapter 23

“He knew they were shining through the windows of rooms, that they were the red, blue, and yellow lights that twinkled from trees in places where families created and kept memories, where they celebrated love.” -Chapter 23

“Behind him, across vas distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thought he heard music too. But perhaps it was only an echo.” -Chapter 23