Quotes from Meg Rosoff

A piano might fall on your head, he said, but it also might not. And in the meantime you never know. Something nice might happen.

Minden háború történetének van fordulópontja, és minden emberének is.

We are three. Even when we are just two, we are three.

Egyúttal azon töprengtem, hogy lehet egy másik embert jobban szeretni, mint önmagadat. Amikor már nem az izgat, hogy egy háború közepébe csöppentél, és lehet, hogy meg fogsz halni, hanem az, hogy az a másik életben maradjon.

Puedo ver que las relaciones pasadas dejan un destello a su paso, una estela de luz irregular que no desaparece cuando la gente se separa.

Bob exploded. 'There is no such thing as a casual conversation with my mother. Every single word will be twisted recognition until before you know it you're playing Russian roulette in a wind tunnel with a psychotic dwarf, having wagered your birthright for a piece of cheese...

He didn't remember ever being less weird than he was right now. In fact, as far as he could tell he had always been more or less exactly as weird as this. if not more so.

but it was like some witch's curse where the more we tried to stop being hungry the more starving we got. It

It was the first time in as long as I could remember that hunger wasn't a punishment or a crime or a weapon or a mode of self-destruction. It was simply a way of being in love. Sometimes

When I'm writing I can write anywhere; when I'm not writing I can't write anywhere.

The only thing I knew for certain was that all around me was more life than I'd ever experienced in all the years I'd been on earth and as long as no one shut me in the barn away from Edmond at night I was safe.

A vihar elÅ'tti csend pont jó kifejezésnek t?nt arra, ahogy akkor és ott beugrott: akármilyen boldog voltam is abban a percben, de az addigi életem hozzászoktatott, hogy a dolgok nem úgy alakulnak, mint a szabványos hollywoodi könnyvfakasztóban. A vak lányt nem az év Oscar-várományosa játssza, a nyomorék fiú nem kezd csodálatos módon járni, és nem vigyorogva megy haza a tömeg.

What else? A handful of hard white sugar lumps from the supply for the master's table. Sugar and cake and blood and pork. That's what little boys are made of.

Lassan azért kezdek rájönni, hogy sokszor azokra érdemes odafigyelni, akik nem járatják folyton a szájukat.

After an hour or so when I was sure Piper was calm and safe I slipped off to be with Edmond and we said even less than usual only climbed inside each other for comfort and oblivion and fell asleep that way wrapped in black sheep blankets and together dreamt a single dream that there was no one left in the world but us.

And then without any signal or obvious sign of tansformation, the beach was suddenly alight with fiery stones.

Julie helped him to feel defined. He was Julie's boyfriend. Julie's fiance. Julie's provocation. He came into focus when he stood beside her, despite the fact that the person standing beside her was mostly not him.

I was happiest when he just came and lay down next to me, and I could almost feel the weight of his body against mine.

I spent some of my endless hours of leisure learning how to shoot a gun, which I thought might come in handy someday, if not in the war then back on the streets of New York.

We couldn't believe our luck, and for a little while it felt like we were on some big train rolling down a hill, and all we cared about was how great it felt to be going fast.

To cheer us up on our first day on the road I made jam sandwiches for breakfast and they tasted hopeful.

He would like to be held in the arms of this clear-eyed, clear-voiced girl, who seems to be the only creature among all of his acquaintances who cares for something beside self-glorification and the gratification of her own desires.

When I finally got to sleep I found Edmond and told him everything that happened, and he stayed with me for hours and whether I was dreaming or just borderline schizophrenic I didn't know and didn't care either. At

He could see now that she looked tired; the delicate tissue under her eyes bruised violet with fatigue. He fought an almost irresistible desire to trace the half-circles with his finger.