Libba Bray Quotes

I had thought Felicity dangerous a moment ago, when she felt powerful. I was wrong. Wounded and powerless, she is more dangerous than I could imagine.

I run after her, not really giving chase. I’m running because I can, because I must.Because I want to see how far I can go before I have to stop.

. . . chasing after words like trying to grab the tails of comets.

Because 'You're perfect just the way you are, ' is what your guidance counselor says. And she's an alcoholic.

Agent Jones held Sinjin’s face in his hands. “I’m going to make balloon animals. People need balloon animals.”“How right you are, strange delusional man, ” Sinjin said.

New Maxi-Pad Pets. Accessories for your period.Brought to you by The Corporation: In your homes andin your pants.

It was so hard to feel safe in the world when you were a girl.

I'm Sorry, ' he says. It's simple and direct, with none of the nonsense about God calling home an angel too young and who are we to question his mysterious ways.

What is the French word for rain? Le rain? La rain? Is the rain masculine or feminine? It’s such a bother that it must be masculine.

Travel opens your mind as few other things do. It is its own form of hypnotism, and I am forever under its spell.

If you would understand the present, you must come to know the past.

Wow, I miss Latin. So much fun - all those exciting verbs that don't come unit the end of the sentence. It's like a movie trailer for language.

As a journalist, I am compelled to know the answers.""As a girl, I am compelled to protect what's left of my manicure, " Petra said.

The police have asked for my help. There's been a murder.""A murder! Oh, my. Let me just change my shoes, " Evie said excitedly. "It won't be a minute.

So, now I've been to see a drug counselor who told me I need to lay off the drugs and talk about my feelings, and a shrink who heard what I had to say and immediately put me on drugs.

Oh, I didn't think it wise to hide it. Might not be able to find it again, " I say, cheerily. "It's sitting in plain view on your chair in the great hall. I do hope that was the best place for it.

Kartik feels like a country I want to travel—vast, dangerous, and unknown.

So I slap on that smile and pretend everything’s okay even though it’s not.

Beliefs converge and become something new all the time.

I am hard at work on the second draft ... Second draft is really a misnomer as there are a gazillion revisions, large and small, that go into the writing of a book.

We are the dead. We are the keepers of the stories. We hold the history of blood and promises. We are speaking. Are you listening? Will you hear?

For dreams, too, are ghosts, desires chased in sleep, gone by morning.

You can’t believe how bleeding scary the sea is! There’s, like, whales and storms and shit! They don’t bloody tell you that!

It's over, her mind whispered. There's still hope, her heart insisted.

Could I have a Sloe Gin Fizz, without the gin?""What's the point of that, Miss?" the waiter said."Tomorrow morning, " Mabel said.

Sometimes I just want to burn down all the rules and start over.

And please, stay away from those books you devour. They are putting the most fantastical tales into your head.