Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
No one can steal our dream.
Libba Bray
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
Libba Bray
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: March 11
Novelist
Writer
Texas
United States
Steal
Stealing
Dream
More quotes by Libba Bray
Tonight, she went into the woods, and I fear she shall live in the woods of my soul for the rest of my days.
Libba Bray
Did they find something wanting in you, Gemma, at the party? You didn’t speak too freely or behave…strangely?” I grew claws and bayed at the moon. I confessed that I eat the hearts of small children. I told them I like the French.
Libba Bray
She hadn’t meant to get trapped in a conversation. That was the trouble with offering help to old people.
Libba Bray
To live is to love, to love is to live.
Libba Bray
He took comfort in the neon signs, the wild strands of jazz creeping out of clubs whenever happy swells of people pushed through the doors in their finery.
Libba Bray
Why does everyone want to own me? Pippa mumbles. She's got her head in her hands. Why do they all want to control my life -- how I look, whom I see, what I do or don't do? Why can't they just let me alone? Because you're beautiful, Ann answers, watching the fire lick her palm. People always think they can own beautiful things.
Libba Bray
Oh, I didn't think it wise to hide it. Might not be able to find it again, I say, cheerily. It's sitting in plain view on your chair in the great hall. I do hope that was the best place for it.
Libba Bray
They swoon over Tom, who preens for them, bowing, which sets them to blushing and giggling. God help us all.
Libba Bray
War. Gorgon spits the word. That is what they call it to give the illusion of honor and law. It is chaos. Madness and blood and the hunger to win. It has always been thus and shall always be so.
Libba Bray
A place to keep all your secrets
Libba Bray
The trouble with morning is that it comes well before noon.
Libba Bray
There were few things worse than being ordinary, in Evie’s opinion. Ordinary was for suckers.
Libba Bray
You can never know about about your own destiny: are the people you meet there to play a part on your oun destiny, or do you exist just to play a role in theirs?
Libba Bray
Please, I'm a transgender former boy-bander. You think I don't know how to defend myself?
Libba Bray
Goodbye, I whisper at last, when it no longer matters and there is no one to hear it but the window.
Libba Bray
Sometimes I see things, I think. Out of the corner of my eye, taunting me, and then it’s gone. And dreams. Such horrible dreams. What if something terrible happened to me? What if I am damaged? The rain is a cool kiss on my sleeve as I link my arm with hers. We’re all damaged somehow.
Libba Bray
A man bumps me on his busy way without so much as an apology. But that is all right. I forgive you, busy man about town with the sharp elbows. Hail and farewell to you! For I, Gemma Doyle, am to have a splendid Christmas in London town. All shall be well. God rest us merry gentlemen. And gentlewomen.
Libba Bray
You evah hear of a magic screw?' I cough back a laugh. 'No. No, sir.
Libba Bray
In our travels, we have come across many equations--math for understanding the universe, for making music, for mapping stars, and also for tipping, which is important. Here is our favorite equation: Us plus Them equals All of Us. It is very simple math. Try it sometime. You probably won’t even need a pencil.
Libba Bray
She never utters a sound even when she's crying, and that makes me a little sad. Doesn't seem right. When you cry, people should hear you. The world should stop.
Libba Bray