Quote

Maybe girls need an island to find themselves. Maybe they need a place where no one's is watching them so they can be who they really are

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
Girls
Maybe
Girl
Place
Find
Need
Island
Needs
Islands
Really
Watching

More quotes by Libba Bray

Image
When I dream, I dream of him. For several nights now he’s come to me, waving from a distant shore as if he’s been waiting patiently for me to arrive. He doesn’t utter a word, but his smile says everything: I’ve missed you.
Libba Bray
Image
Tell my brother to remember his heart in all things. That is where his honor and his destiny will be found. Tell him.
Libba Bray
Image
The key holds the truth
Libba Bray
Image
A place to keep all your secrets
Libba Bray
Image
I hate high heels. Walking in high heels for eight hours a day should be forbidden by the Geneva Convention.
Libba Bray
Image
Scoring well on tests is the sort of happy thing that gets the school district the greenbacks they crave. Understanding and appreciating the material are secondary.
Libba Bray
Image
I wish to live for myself. I should never want to be trapped.
Libba Bray
Image
Power changes everything till it is difficult to say who are the heroes and who the villains.
Libba Bray
Image
What took you so long?” Will asked when Evie came panting into the room. He and Jericho had assembled a stack of books, which they were tucking into Will’s attaché case. “I walked to Jerusalem for the Bible. I knew you’d want an original,” Evie snapped.
Libba Bray
Image
In each of us lie good and bad, light and dark, art and pain, choice and regret, cruelty and sacrifice... No one can live in the light all the time.
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
The hand you hold the longest is your own.
Libba Bray
Image
Everything is randomly connected.
Libba Bray
Image
Please, I'm a transgender former boy-bander. You think I don't know how to defend myself?
Libba Bray
Image
Goodbye, I whisper at last, when it no longer matters and there is no one to hear it but the window.
Libba Bray
Image
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
Image
It's as if I've inherited a skin I cannot quite fit, and so I walk about constantly pulling and and tugging, pinning and pruning, trying desperately to fill it out, hoping that no one will look at me struggling and say, 'That one there- she's a fraud, Look how she doesn't fit at all.
Libba Bray
Image
And now I understand that truth casts a spell of its own, one I'm not sure of how to hold on to, though I'm desperate to try.
Libba Bray
Image
She knew what it was to wait for someone who would never come home. She knew that grief, like a scar, faded but never really went away.
Libba Bray
Image
Im a techno moron. I need help just to plug in my video camera.
Libba Bray