Quote

Truth casts a spell of its own.

Libba Bray

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Libba Bray
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: March 11
Novelist
Writer
Texas
United States
Truth
Spell
Spells
Casts

More quotes by Libba Bray

Image
She is the elephant’s eyebrows,” Evie whispered appreciatively. “Those jewels! How her neck must ache.” “That’s why Bayer makes aspirin,” Mabel whispered back, and Evie smiled, knowing that even a socialist wasn’t immune to the dazzle of a movie star.
Libba Bray
Image
People have a habit of inventing fictions they will believe wholeheartedly in order to ignore the truth they cannot accept.
Libba Bray
Image
But the past cannot be changed, and we carry our choices with us, forward, into the unknown. We can only move on.
Libba Bray
Image
This is the world we live in, Gemma, for better or for worse. Make of it what you can, he says, and I pull him to me.
Libba Bray
Image
I've been poked and prodded in places I'd always prided myself on keeping untouched for that one special doctor who gives me a ring and a promise someday.
Libba Bray
Image
The mere suggestion of fame and fortune casts a glamour all its own. It is rather alarming how quickly people will turn someone else's fiction into fact in order to support their own fictions of themselves.
Libba Bray
Image
I'm just saying it's not all sand castles and ninjas.
Libba Bray
Image
There is an ancient tribal proverb I once heard in India. It says that before we can see properly we must first shed our tears to clear the way.
Libba Bray
Image
Board the cows! We've come to enslave your marigolds.
Libba Bray
Image
What you want can be yours. But you must first know what it is you want.
Libba Bray
Image
But aren't many gardens beautiful because they are imperfect?...aren't the strange, new flowers that arise by mistake or misadventure as pleasing as the well-tended and planned?
Libba Bray
Image
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
Image
I am creating an atmosphere! Oh, Unc, we’ve finally got bodies in this joint! Paying bodies. We could have a good racket going here.” “I’m not interested in a ‘racket.’ I’m an academic.” “That’s okay, Unc. I won’t hold it against you.
Libba Bray
Image
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
Image
What kind of person doesn't let you have gummi bears?
Libba Bray
Image
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
Image
Careful there, Poet. I might start to believe you.
Libba Bray
Image
Your mother and I do not approve of drinking. Have you not heard of the Eighteenth Amendment?” “Prohibition? I drink to its health whenever I can.
Libba Bray
Image
The trouble with morning is that it comes well before noon.
Libba Bray
Image
Yes, go on. Leave. You're always coming and going. The rest of us are stuck here. Do you think he'd still love you if he knew who you are? He doesn't really care—only when it suits him.
Libba Bray