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Quotes from Libba Bray

People think boundaries and borders build nations. Nonsense—words do. Beliefs, declarations, constitutions—words. Stories. Myths. Lies. Promises. History.
~ Libba Bray
Soon I will take all you love and watch you burn. Sweet dreams, Object Reader.
~ Libba Bray
There's a Douglas Fairbanks picture at the Strand. A swashbuckler. You love those." Evie closed one eye. "You're telling me not to lose hope because there are pirate pictures?" "I'm trying here, Baby Vamp. When you're facing evil, a good pirate picture doesn't hurt.
~ Libba Bray
It is all I can do not to confide to the girl closest to me: If I should die during tea - asphyxiated by my own corset - please do not let them bury me in such a hideous dress or I shall come back to haunt you.
~ Libba Bray
I don't understand why he had to fight. He was already in heaven. True. But he wasn't content to serve. He wanted more. He had all he could ask for, didn't he? Ann asks. Exactly. Miss Moore states. He had to ask. He was dependent upon someone else's whim. It's a terrible thing to have no power of one's own. To be denied.
~ Libba Bray
When the Bennington was built, in 1872, it was said that the architect, who had descended from a long line of witches, fashioned the building on ancient occult principles so that it would always be a sort of magnet for the otherworldly. So as I said, don't pay any mind to the odd sounds or sights you might experience. It's just the Bennington, dear.
~ Libba Bray
Mabel did deserve to Rest In Peace, and Evie knew she was a terrible person, because of there was any ghost she longed to see, even for just a moment, it was Mabel's.
~ Libba Bray
Every city is a ghost. New buildings rise upon the bones of the old so that each shiny steel beam, each tower of brick carries within it the memories of what has gone before, an architectural haunting.
~ Libba Bray
People can live with only so much honesty. And sometimes, people can surprise you.
~ Libba Bray
Tell me, do you have family near?" Miss Addie asked. "I'm an orphan," Theta said. "You're wrong." The old woman blinked up at the ceiling, her fingers waving in the air. "You do have family. I see it in your aura. They're… they're all around you.
~ Libba Bray
Little clue: wasted on me." "What?" "I'm into girls." "Oh. Oh!" Chu said. "Right. Got it. That's cool. I've got a cousin who's gay. Amy Liu. Know her?" Jennifer laughed. "Oh, sure. I'll just look her up in the Big Book of Lesbians. We get a copy of that with the purchase of our first flannel shirt.
~ Libba Bray
Sinjin was sitting bare-chested with Petra's blue feather boa wrapped around his neck and draped over his shoulder. His long dark curls had been teased and sprayed into a sexy mane. Heavy black eyeliner rimmed his eyes. "Am I not gorgeous? I want to snog myself. I'm like a postmodern Lord Byron." "You put the ironic in Byronic," Petra quipped. "Well said, luv.
~ Libba Bray
Evie yanked him to safety by the edge of his shirt, ripping it. "Thanks. You owe me a shirt," Sam said. "You owe me twenty dollars.
~ Libba Bray
Retaliation is a dog chasing its tail
~ Libba Bray
For the last time, I'm not a witch." Miss Lillian smiled and patted Theta's cheek. "Keep telling yourself that, dear.
~ Libba Bray
It was so hard to feel safe in the world when you were a girl.
~ Libba Bray
We are made by what we are asked to bear, Ling Chan
~ Libba Bray
Pero el perdón...Me aferraré a esa frágil porción de esperanza y la mantendré cerca de mi, recordando que en cada uno de nosotros hay cosas buenas y malas, luz y oscuridad, arte y dolor, elecciones y lamentaciones.
~ Libba Bray
I don't get jazz. It always sounds like a bunch of toddlers let loose in a music room.
~ Libba Bray
i salute your spunk, but question your sanity.
~ Libba Bray
No historians or librar ians were harmed in the making of this book, but some were badgered extensively with questions.
~ Libba Bray
See, the trouble with Nietzsche, besides his being a real killjoy, is that he thinks like a spoiled seven-year-old who doesn't want to share his sandbox toys—" "Sam!
~ Libba Bray
Evie narrowed her eyes. "A time limit. Four weeks of the swooniest, swellest romance New York City has ever seen. And then, kaput. Over and out. Off the air." "Golly, when you say it like that, it sounds as if our love's not real, Lamb Chop.
~ Libba Bray
Sam. Don't make me kill you on a full stomach. I might get a cramp.
~ Libba Bray