Quotes from Jennifer Donnelly

Men are the weak ones, luv. Didn't you know? Oh, you make a lot of noise, but its the women who are strong. Where it counts. In 'ere.

It is hope, not despair, that undoes us all.

It's another sin. Worse than all the other ones, which are immediate, violent and hot...It's the eighth deadly sin. The one God left out, Hope.

Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine.

Think you only kings have power? Stand on a stage and hold the hearts of men in your hands. Make them laugh with a gesture, cry with a word. Make them love you. And you will know what power is.

Meet me where the sky touches the sea. Wait for me where the world begins.

I'm wishing he could see that music lives. Forever. That it's stronger than death. Stronger than time. And that its strength holds you together when nothing else can.

I don't like hope very much. In fact, I hate it. It's the crystal meth of emotions. It hooks you fast and kills you hard. It's bad news. The worst. It's sharp sticks and cherry bombs. When hope shows up, it's only a matter of time until someone gets hurt.

Beautiful people don't need coats. They've got their auras to keep them warm.

Who knew that listening to a guy sleep could be so much deeper than sleeping with a guy.

The wolves in the woods have sharp teeth and long claws, but it's the wolf inside who will tear you apart.

I listened as the words became sentences and the sentences became pages and the pages became feelings and voices and places and people.

History books say that kings and dukes and generals start wars. Don't believe it. We start them, you and I. Every time we turn away, keep quiet, stay out of it, behave ourselves.

For the first time, I saw what was in his heart, and I wondered if he might ever want to look deep enough to see mine.

Here are the things girls die of: hunger, disease, accidents, childbirth, and violence. It takes more than heartache to kill a girl. Girls are tough as rocks.

Words fail me sometimes. I have read most every word in the Webster's International Dictionary of the English Language, but I still have trouble making them come when I want them to. Right now I want a word that describes the feeling you get – a cold sick feeling deep down inside – when you know something is happening that will change you, and you don't want it to, but you can't stop it. And you know you will never be the same again.

The more obscure our tastes, the greater the proof of our genius.

Don't you see? A pretty girl must please the world. But an ugly girl? She's free to please herself.

It's another sin. Worse than all the other ones, which are immediate, violent and hot...It's the eighth deadly sin. The one God left out, Hope.

It's a good thing you and your pills weren't around a few hundred years ago or there never would have been a Vermeer or a Caravaggio. You'd have drugged "Girl with a Pearl Earring" and "The Taking of Christ" right the hell out of them.

Happiness was useless to me. It was heartache that filled my purse. What happy man has need of Shakespeare?

The world goes on, stupid and brutal, but I do not. Can't you see? I do not.

The feeling that you want to own someone body and soul, spirit them away from everyone else, have them all to yourself forever and ever and ever," Hugo said dreamily. "It's called love." "No, it's called kidnapping," said Tavi.

They were not pretty, these women. Pretty did not begin to describe them. They were shrewd. Powerful. Wily. Proud. Dangerous. They were strong. There were brave. They were beautiful.