“ It was like when we were little kids and we played games on the ivy-covered hillside in the backyard. We were warriors and wizards and angels and high elves and that was our reality. If someone said,… Francesca Lia Block
“ It felt like they were telling each other secrets. Everything they said felt like that—whispered, tender, full of other meanings, like when you tell someone a dream or talk about your astrological sig… Francesca Lia Block
“ Lex surfed wicked, like the devil. He wasn’t afraid of anything, seemed like. He grinned at West as the waves came up toward them like towers of green glass, an emerald city. We’re off to see the wiza… Francesca Lia Block
“ You always fed strays and bent down to talk to the dogs you met on the street, looking straight into their eyes as if they were old friends. (Maybe they are, you said. From another life.) You liked to… Francesca Lia Block
“ Sylvie wishes the anti-depressants had been around when she was in her early twenties, not only to rescue her from the dark tunnels that came when her brother first got sick, but also to keep her from… Francesca Lia Block
“ If Los Angeles is a woman reclining billboard model and the San Fernando Valley is her teenybopper sister, then New York is their cousin. Her hair is dyed autumn or aubergine or Egyptian henna, depend… Francesca Lia Block
“ I always wondered what it must be like to lose a twin—if somehow Mary felt it like it was happening to her. If she felt physical pain. Francesca Lia Block
“ What else was filmmmaking about if not a series of perfect and potent images strung together like the words of a poem? Francesca Lia Block
“ I can arrange words on a page but I can't seem to organize books on a shelf. Over the years, My Secret has shelved thousands and thousands, held each one in his hands. He thinks they might have seeped… Francesca Lia Block
“ If Los Angeles is a woman reclining billboard model and the San Fernando Valley is her teenybopper sister, then New York is their cousin. Her hair is dyed autumn red or aubergine or Egyptian henna, de… Francesca Lia Block
“ They were laughing and their hair was shining like leaves in moonlight, their limbs long as saplings. I thought, Girls are magical at this phase, girls are invincible, nothing can touch them. I didn’t… Francesca Lia Block
“ Sometimes a wild horse needs to feel that his rider is just a little bit wilder. Francesca Lia Block
“ He squinted up at the straining muscular backs of the stone men supporing the dome. You'll have to take me to some museums, he said. He was being the young man on the road, following the sun because g… Francesca Lia Block
“ Weetzie could not even cry and make Kleenex roses. She remembered the day her father, Charlie, had driven away in the smashed yellow T-bird, leaving her mother Brandy-Lynn clutching her flowered robe… Francesca Lia Block
“ When you look at pain as material it makes all the difference in the world. I thought, the pain that is too big to be eased by its use as material would be a pain I couldn't (and wouldn't want to) eve… Francesca Lia Block
“ I will not eat cakes or cookies or food. I will be thin, thin, pure. I will be pure and empty. Weight dropping off. Ninety-nine... ninety-five... ninety-two... ninety. Just one more to eighty-nine. Wh… Francesca Lia Block
“ She wasn’t crying at all. This was what scared him the most. Where had she locked up the things he’d seen her feeling that day when she heard? She wasn’t that big a girl to hold all of it—to hold her… Francesca Lia Block
“ Maybe i would become a mermaid... i would live in the swirling blue-green currents, doing exotic underwater dances for the fish, kissed by sea anemones, caressed by seaweed shawls. I would have a doli… Francesca Lia Block
