Libba Bray Quotes

With each shimmy, the bugle beads on their scandalously revealing costumes swung and shook. It was the sort of display Evie knew her mother would have found appalling—an example of the moral decay of...

Without further warning, the sky opens up and cries.

Yes, what’s the good of a messenger you can’t understand? Felicity complains. Why, just once, can’t one of these haunts simply say, ‘Hello, Gemma, frightfully sorry to bother you, but I thought you mi...

You want to know what pain is? Try running out of Advil when you've got a Category Five period. I've had cramps that would make grown men beg for a bullet between the eyes.- Jennifer, Beauty Queens

If there’s anything I’m starting to learn about people it’s (a) that they are fundamentally suspicious and afraid of anyone who is different, and (b) that fear makes them do and say asinine things.

My mom's al like sparkle sparkle sparkle and I'm all like sparkle yourself

'Music opens your soul, makes you ready.'- 'Ready for what?'- He smiles big. 'Exactly.

Bueno..., el viernes pasado, cuando los dos estábamos junto a los buzones...- ¿Sí? Evie movió las cejas insinuantemente.- Me puse muy cerca de él...- Ajá.- Y le dije, así, sin más: «Qué día más bonito...

Inside everyone was the chance to change the world. It sat like a seed eager to grow into greatness.

A guy's gotta live, you know, gotta make his way and find his meaning in life and love, and to do that he needs coffee, he needs coffee and coffee and coffee.

Adina gave a little shriek. That fish just swam past my leg! Creepy! Where did it go?To your right! Two o'clock! Get it!You are officially the most bloodthirsty vegetarian ever.

Adina sat up. It’s denigrating and objectifying. No. It’s eye shadow and lipstick and sex and mystery and magic and transformation and fun. And nobody’s taking that away from me. You will pry my Petal...

All things are possible.

And afterward, in the small cabin, they'd do this, this tangle of bodies, this blurring of the edges that kept people distant and lonely.

And for a moment, I understand that I have friends on this lonely path; that sometimes your place is not something you find, but something you have when you need it.

And if I talk too loud, its just that I'm trying to be heard.

And sometimes I just don't want to sparkle.

Any librarian or scholar will tell you: Close is not the same as accurate.

Barry, let me give you a history lesson, Ladybird Hope-style. When the Vietnamese got kids hooked on drugs and we had to fight a war to stop it, did we give in? No! We said, Crack is wack! and we made...

Because I’m not enough, she thought. That was the terrible echo shouting up at her: Fraud, fraud, fraud. She got drunk and talked too much and danced on tables. She had a temper and a sharp tongue, an...