“ The stars are reflected from within the black water in the cistern. I find comfort in the omen I glean from this: light in the darkness, truth when it seems there is none. Alice Hoffman
“ When Juliet came flying down the hallway, Stella didn't recognize her friend. Juliet hadn't bothered with makeup; she was wearing a nightgown underneath her raincoat and had on plastic flip-flops. Thi… Alice Hoffman
“ People expected certain things of me: assistance, silence, comfort. They had no idea who I was. Alice Hoffman
“ He stepped off the pavement like a man jumping off a bridge, as calm as a swimmer with an ocean out below. Lucy had known what he was going to do the instant their eyes met. She'd know what he intende… Alice Hoffman
“ There is no fiercer enemy than a word. A word that can be written down in pages and punctuated by quotation marks and commas and spelled out in contracts and poems and sighs, in old whispers and song… Alice Hoffman
“ There is the outside of a story, and the inside of a story... One is the fruit and may be delicious, but the other is the seed. Alice Hoffman
“ Although I am no longer caught in the past, the future seems like a ridiculous thing to me. Try to catch it, hold it in your hand. It disappears every time. Alice Hoffman
“ ...never to rush something I was creating, but instead let it come into being as if it had a soul of it's own. Alice Hoffman
“ She can feel his blood, just beneath his skin; when he breathes, the air fills with smoke. He's like a dragon, ancient and fearless. Alice Hoffman
“ She didn't like being twelve. It felt like someplace between who she'd been and who she was about to be. It felt like no place at all. Alice Hoffman
“ It was a miracle to live as birds do, except for one thing: anyone seen in flight would surely be captured, perhaps even shot down like a crow flying above a cornfield. It's always dangerous to be dif… Alice Hoffman
“ He carried so much suffering that it radiated out in waves. Sorrow is like that: whenever a person runs, it comes after him; it leaves an endless trail of pain. Alice Hoffman
“ Pain was something to get used to, to inure yourself against. I would rather hurt myself than be hurt by someone else, and so I took up this practice with a sense of purpose and without remorse. Alice Hoffman
“ He wanted pain, I saw that in him, and what a man wants he will often manage to find. Alice Hoffman
“ Because we were Russian, sadness came naturally to us. But so did reading. In my family, a book was a life raft. Alice Hoffman
“ Life was beautiful, everyone knew that, but it was also bitter and bleak and unfair as hell and where did that leave a person? On the outs with the rest of the world. Someone who sat alone in the cafe… Alice Hoffman
“ Perhaps I was drawn to stories in which people found their true desires because I was a stranger to myself. Alice Hoffman
