Quotes from Jaclyn Moriarty

Bindy Mackenzie talks like a horse.

Puedes andar con otra persona durante semanas y meses sin percibir los hermosos diseños de sus plumas. Y cuando finalmente los ves, te das cuenta que los has destrozado en mil pedazos.

Trying to force Seneca's approach: believe the worst and you will be prepared when it takes place; by believing the worst, he actually thought he was earning a happy surprise.

If you want happiness for an hour, take a nap. If you want happiness for a day, go fishing. If you want happiness for a year, inherit a fortune. If you want happiness for a lifetime, help somebody.

I think I know you absolutely.

There is no right or wrong; there is no one truth, there are lots of truths. And you girls should translate the world into as many different languages as possible. If you see the world in just one language, your world becomes too small.

I feel like people are always speaking with their eyes, their bodies, their hands, gestures, intonation, and their words - only mostly all we hear are the words. And the words get in the way. So if we just spoke with our eyes we might get closer to the truth.

Could you just gather your shock and confusion into a little handkerchief-size and save it for later.

We forgive our friends their darkness and focus on their light. Assuming the light returns. If it doesn't, well, the friend must want to sleep, so shut the door and leave them to it.

The rumors had started right away, and Elliot, hollow with shock, had felt their poison pouring into him.

La dualidad esta dentro de nosotros todos estamos compuestos de absolutamente si y absolutamente no, de norte y sur, oscuridad y luz, todos somos héroes y todo lo contrario, podemos volar y caer.

Surely that couldn't be the end of her first kiss? It seemed sort of pointless, to do that once without doing it again.

Whatever they were, she sat on the kerb, folded them tight in her fist, and the sobs gashed their way through her chest, surging against the flesh of her face, bursting out through her mouth and into the rain.

If the internet is a legal minefield, it's also an ocean of buried treasure; you just have to dig in the right place. Nights, Finnegan would find me in the study, clicking on links and comments.

If the internet is a legal minefield, it's also an ocean of buried treasure; you just have to dig in the right place.

All we need to know is that beauty is truth, said Keats, and I'm sorry to sound callous, but what he actually needed to know was the cure for his general malaise and for the illness that eventually killed him, aged twenty-five. *

Death is ear-splitting, it's shattering with absence; over time, it's quieter.

There's no such thing as this baby, this toddler, this little person, because it's quicksilver, there's no such thing as anybody. We shouldn't have children, it's impossible, but if you want children, and you can't have them, then that's its own impossible. It's impossible to lose them, but it happens, it happened to my mother, it's happening all the time.

Maybe, by a certain age, we have all encountered some impossible loss, or at least the accumulation of small sufferings.

The point is, I was going to get a gun and that's why

Or get the gun!

Hope is like a giant soap bubble, and you roll around inside it, smiling while it deflates, slowly, cruelly, until you're walking around with this sticky consistency, wrapped across your flesh.

Breathe in," Wilbur said. "Be aware of your breath. Breathe out. Focus your awareness on your arms. Focus your awareness on your toes. Focus your awareness on Leonardo da Vinci, standing on a hill outside of Florence, locking all the secrets into codes, and studying birds.

People went around warning you: Never imagine you can change someone, for people NEVER CHANGE. Then they talked about leopards and spots. Forgetting altogether about chameleons. Or that octopus, which lives on the ocean floor and can change its shape to become a stingray, a sea anemone, or even an eel