Quotes About Helen Oyeyemi

She was poised and sympathetic, like a girl who'd just come from the future but didn't want to brag about it.

He looked honored, extraordinarily honored, seeming to care for that which tore his flesh than he did for the flesh itself, embracing the blade as if it were some combination of marvel and disaster, the kind that usually either confers divinity or is a proof of it.

So Mr. Pizarsky had been a poet? That was how he'd said it: "I was a poet." As if the poet had died. He was hiding, perhaps.

Miranda found sunflowers very ugly, and yellow made her so nervous that she suspected it was the cause of war.

He told me that the difference between him and other people was that other people would only think about kicking me in the shins whenever I used a long word, but he went ahead and took action.

He may have been told that a rakish grin works wonders. If so, he'd been getting bad advice.