Quotes from Libba Bray

It was not a curse to fully inhabit your body. You were only as cursed as you allowed yourself to be.

Do you think some places just hold on to evil? That you can't paint or wash it away? It lives on, no matter what you build on top

There's nothing more terrifying than the absoluteness of one who believes he's right

Sam whistled. This is some fancy prison they got you in, Freddy. Or do I call you Sir Frederick now? You call me Jericho. For a change, Jericho said.

People will disappoint you. The question to ask is whether you can learn to live with the disappointment and move on.

So the good people maintained the illusion of democracy and wrote another hymn to America. They sang loud enough to drown out dissent. They sang loud enough to overpower their own doubts. There were no plaques to commemorate mistakes.

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.

Ordinary people were capable of extraordinary bravery.

What place lay beyond the reach of evil?

Holy f---! she managed before going under again, as if the water sensed that young ladies of such beauty and promise should never curse.

People will believe anything if it means they can go on living their lives and not have to think too hard about it.

Well frankly, that's the sort of stuff I expect my critics to say, because they want to turn all women into sluts who can get an abortion at the drive-through while they're off at college gettin' indoctrinated with folk-singin', patchouli-wearin', hairy-armpit-advocatin' feminism, which is just one step away from terrorism, and we should be afraid of that.

Huh, she thought, smiling to herself. This is what love feels like. But Ling was worried, too. Someone as alive and fizzy as Alma had needs. Physical needs. Needs Ling wasn't certain she could meet. For Ling, love—deep, passionate, intense—was real. But sex? So far, sex was a hypothesis her body didn't seem interested in proving.

He'd gone goofy for her, and if she broke his heart, that would be the end of the best friendship he'd ever had. He couldn't risk that.

Well frankly, that's the sort of stuff I expect my critics to say, because they want to turn all women into sluts who can get an abortion at the drive-through while they're off at college gettin' indoctrinated with folk-singin', patchouli-wearin', hairy-armpit-advocatin' feminism, which is just one step away from terrorism, and we should be afraid of that.

Just because I believe in science doesn't mean I ignore superstition. Sometimes there's a basis for those superstitions.

And falling for Sam Lloyd was the don't-you-dare cherry on top of a worst-idea sundae.

Come along, ladies. Button up. The wind is brisk and takes no prisoners.

The dead became the living until the living became the dead.

I've spent the last two hours worried that you were bleeding to death in a ditch," Evie continued. "Now that I know you're okay, I just want you to be bleeding to death in a ditch.

My family traditions are alcoholism and dysfunction," Jennifer said. "Oh, and anything you can make from government cheese.

Feels like we've been in training for the wrong pageant," Nicole said with a sigh.

Can we agree to this point? But once human beings have free will, they also have the ability to make choices—and commit evil. Thus, this very good thing, free will, allows the possibility of evil into our fine world.

Small acts of resistance matter!