Beatrice Sparks Quotes

How is it possible for me to be so miserable and embarrassed and humiliated and beaten an function still talk and smile and concentrate?

Maybe the new me will be different.

Why is life so difficult? Why can't we be just ourselves and have everyone accept us the way we are?

I’m really cracking. No, I’m beyond cracking. I’m shattered. I’m lost. I’m fragmented.

They have accepted me as an individual, as a personality, as an entity. I belong! I am important! I am somebody!

The voice of every kid hooked on drugs, alcohol or the occult joins the sad chorus "Not me! I didn't think it could ever happen to me. I was sure I could handle it.

I’ve got to sleep. Sleep is my only way to escape.

Alone. The saddest word in the world.

I'm not really sure which parts of myself are real and which parts are things I've gotten from books.

I feel like Alice in Wonderland. Maybe Lewis G Carroll was on drugs too.

She didn't know whether she was running away from something or running to something, but she admitted that deep in her heart she wanted to go home.

How can thoughts hurt so much when they aren't even physical?

Lying - remembering beauty in truth.

I guess I'll never measure up to anyone's expectations. I surely don't measure up to what I'd like to be.

I really am only one infinitely small part of an aching humanity.

Sometimes fantasies are better than life.

It's a good thing most people bleed on the inside or this would be a gory, blood-smeared earth.

This morning when I left Mom's parting words were, "Come straight home after school." Wow! Like I'm going to get stoned at 3:30—it doesn't sound so bad at that.

The complete bottom has fallen out of my life.

Nobody's talking to me, but nobody's hassling me either. I guess you can't have everything.

one day I'll be old, without ever having really been young

I pretend I've got lots of confidence and I'm a big jock and like that but deep inside I'm a frightened, insecure, can't-make-it failure.

I bet the pill is harder to get than drugs--which shows how screwed up this world really is!

I'm afraid to live and afraid to die.

I can't believe that I changed so little. I expected to look old and hollow and gray, but I guess it's only me on the inside that has shriveled and deteriorated.

I would like to stay stoned all the time, it scares me it’s so good. I would like to stay stoned every minute of every day for the rest of my life.

I love Coos Bay, and I love Acid!

I looked at sky this morning and realized summer is almost gone which really made me sad because it doesn't seem as though its been here at all.