Quote

I play until my fingertips are raw. Until I rip a nail and bleed on the strings. Until my hands hurt so bad I forget my heart does.

Jennifer Donnelly

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Jennifer Donnelly
Age: 55
Born: 1969
Born: August 29
Author
Novelist
Writer
Port Chester
New York
Strings
Hurt
Forget
Hands
Fingertips
Doe
Bleed
Play
Nail
Heart
Rip
Nails

More quotes by Jennifer Donnelly

Image
The King walks. He nods. His glance is like God's touch - under it all things spring to life. A wave of his hand and a hundred musicians tear into the Handel, making a sound you've never heard before, and never will again. A sound that goes through you, through flesh and bone, and reorders the very beat of your heart.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
She was his soulmate, as much a part of him as the very flesh and bone that made him. She was with him, in him, in everything he did. She was everything he wanted from his life, the very measure of his dreams.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
Becuse God loves us, but the devil takes an interest.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
We're not punished for our sins, lad. We're punished by them.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
I grew up on a mixed diet of mass and class, and I still read that way. I hate it when people apologize for what they read. Some bestsellers aren't exactly literary. So what? They're fun and rip-roaring, Who instituted the book police and why do we have to answer them? Grrrrr!
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
There were times when I lifted my face to the sky, stretched my arms wide to the winter night, and laughed out loud, so happy was I. The memory of it makes me laugh now, but not from happiness. Be careful what you show the world. You never know when the wolf is watching.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
Turn away. From the darkness, the madness, the pain. Open your eyes and look at the light.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
I played a role. That is what actors do. But I played it too well. I went too far. And by the time I wanted to stop, to take a bow and leave the stage, it was too late.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
The world goes on, stupid and brutal, but I do not. Can't you see? I do not.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
Because beautiful things never last. Not roses nor snow… And not fireworks, either
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
There is a ghost here. A lonely, heartbroken spirit. The ghost of everything that could've been and never was.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
It is hope, not despair, that undoes us all.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
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.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
Airports should all belong to the same country. The country of Crappacia. Or Bleakovania. Or Suckitan.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
He loves the sparkling fountains and their cascades and says the strangest things as he watches them. they look like stars breaking. Or, They look like Mama's diamonds. Or, They look like all the souls in heaven.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
A new word. Bright with possibilities. A flawless pearl to turn over and over in my hand, then put away for safekeeping.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
Happiness was useless to me. It was heartache that filled my purse. What happy man has need of Shakespeare?
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
There was a basket at her feet. She reached into it and lifted out the head of a young woman, a marquise. She wore Bourbon white to her death, but wears the tricolor now - white cheeks, blue lips, red dripping from her neck. Long live the revolution.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
Voice is not just the sound that comes from your throat, but the feelings that come from your words.
Jennifer Donnelly
Image
The world goes on, as stupid and brutal as tomorrow as it was today. And though I am shuddering with pain, and twisting with pain, and sobbing with pain, i laugh.Because I know now. I know the answer. I know the truth. Oh,dead man, you are dead wrong, I tell him.Can't you see? The world goes on, stupid and brutal, but I [do not. I do not.]
Jennifer Donnelly