Quotes from Libba Bray

So my own sister will not promote me? Speaking of which, weren't you supposed to find me a beautiful future wife with a small fortune? Have you had any success on that front? - Yes - I have warned them all.

Tonight, she went into the woods, and I fear she shall live in the woods of my soul for the rest of my days.

Things aren't good or bad in and of themselves. It's what we do with them that makes them so.

He wanted to hit something or someone. He wanted to burn up the whole world, heal it, and burn it down again.

You set fire to my house, killed my family, and ate my dog. But steal my boyfriend? That's a step too far.

Oh, sure. Of course, they say now that we've got Freud and the motorcar, God is dead." "He's not dead; just very tired.

There in the city's steam-and-smoke-smudged harbor is the most extraordinary sight of all: a great copper-clad lady with a torch in one hand and a book in the other. It is not a statesman or a god or a war hero who welcomes us to this new world. It is but an ordinary woman lighting the way- a lady offering us the liberty to pursue our dreams if we've the courage to begin.

Taylor clapped three times for attention. Ladies! Ladies! My stars! That's enough. Now. We all know Miss Arkansas's girls are fake, Miss Ohio's easier than making cereal, and Miss Montana's dress is something my blind meemaw would wear to bingo night. - Beauty Queens

Cómo se inventa uno una religión? —preguntó Evie. Will la miró por encima de los cristales de sus gafas. —Dices 'Dios me ha dicho lo siguiente', y luego esperas a que la gente se apunte.

Jericho lay back down on his side, watching her breathe just an arm's length from him. She was not beautiful while she slept; her mouth hung open and she snored very lightly, and this, despite everything that had happened, made him smile.

The dark does not weep for itself because there is no light. Rather, it accepts that it is the dark. It is said that even the gods must die. He winks. But not without one hell of a fight.

Beauty, grace, and charm my foot. It's a school for sadists with good tea-serving skills.

The ladies pass the timee with gossip and hearsay. This is what they have in place of freedom- gime and gossip. Their lives are small and careful. I do not wish to live this way. I should like to make my mark. To venture opinions that may not be polite or even correct but are mine nonetheless. If I am to be hanged for anything, I should like to feel that I go to the gallows on my own strength.

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.

I changed my mind. I don't want to be an inveshtigative journalist anymore. I want to be a professional rum drinker." "There are people who do that," Duff said. He'd barely sipped his rum. "Really? What do you call them?" "Alcoholics.

I love myself. They make it so hard for us to love ourselves.

The key holds the truth

You are truly Satan's sequined spawn.

What makes a girl a girl? What makes a guy a guy? Do you have to be what they want you to be? Or do you stop and listen to that voice inside you? I know who I am. I'm Petra West. And I'm a girl. You want me to sleep somewhere else, fine. Whatever. But I'm not going to pretend to be somebody I'm not. I've done enough of that.

Just once, she'd like to be the exciting one, the girl somebody wanted.

Reality is a state of mind. To the banker, the money in his ledger book is all very real, though he doesn't actually see it or touch it. But to the Brahma, it simply doesn't exist the way the air and the earth, pain and loss do. To him, the banker's reality is folly. To the banker, the Brahma's ideas are as inconsequential as dust.

The world is only as fair as you can make it. Takes a lot of fight. A lot of fight. But if you stay in here, in your little cave, that's one less fighter on the side of fair.

What happens if your choice is misguided, You must try to correct it But what if it's too late? What if you can't? Then you must find a way to live with it.

She shrieks above the din. If you wish a battle, I shall give it. I am the last of my kind. I shall not lie down without a fight.