Books may well be the only true magic.
Sometimes the right thing feels all wrong until it is over and done with.
It doesn't matter what people tell you. It doesn't matter what they might say. Sometimes you have to leave home. Sometimes, running away means you're headed in the exact right direction.
My darling girl, when are you going to realize that being normal is not necessarily a virtue? It rather denotes a lack of courage." - Aunt Frances
The moon is always jealous of the heat of the day, just as the sun always longs for something dark and deep.
When I walk, I walk with you. Where I go, you're with me always.
Every fairy tale had a bloody lining. Every one had teeth and claws.
...he had a way of taking your hand which made it clear he'd have to be the one to let go." From Alice Hoffman's "Local Girls", pg.102.
Trouble is just like love, after all; it comes in unannounced and takes over before you've had a chance to reconsider, or even to think.
When all is said and done, the weather and love are the two elements about which one can never be sure.
Be careful what you wish for. I know that for a fact. Wishes are brutal, unforgiving things. They burn your tongue the moment they're spoken and you can never take them back.
Just because something is unspoken doesn't mean that it disappears.
Pride is a funny thing; it can make what is truly worthless appear to be a treasure.
Do you ever just put your arms out and just spin and spin and spin? Well, that's what love is like; everything inside of you tells you to stop before you fall, but for some reason you just keep going.
The weak are cruel. The strong have no need to be.
You can be betrayed in your sleep. The whole world can tilt while you're dreaming of butterflies.
My grief was cold. It was nothing to share. It was nothing to speak about, nothing to feel.
Unrequited love is so boring. Weeping under a blue-black sky is for suckers or maniacs.
Every problem has a solution, although it may not be the outcome that was originally hoped for or expected.
Here's the thing about luck...you don't know if it's good or bad until you have some perspective.
Once you know some things, you can't unknow them. It's a burden that can never be given away.
Here is the riddle of love: Everything it gives to you, it takes away.
Still, she knows one thing for certain: never judge a relationship unless you are the one wrapped up in its arms.
I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for.
Sometimes words drew blood, they cut your tongue, they made you know things you couldn't unknow.
In losing a friend, she is reminded of all she has lost and all she stands to lose again. There is nothing to be done to make it any easier. We all grieve alone.
He started to look at me in a manner I recognized: it was the way I looked at a new book, one I had never read before, one that surprised me with all it had to say.
That is the joy of reading fiction: when all is said and done, the novel belongs to the reader and his or her imagination.
The sky is already purple; the first few stars have appeared, suddenly, as if someone had thrown a handful of silver across the edge of the world.
Some people say, 'Save yourself and you save your ways.' I say, 'Be yourself and you save your soul.
