Quote

I told myself it was the snow—she couldn’t possibly get to Philadelphia on the roads. I told myself a hundred lies. Children do that. It’s amazing the sorts of things you’ll make yourself believe.

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
Told
Roads
Lying
Sorts
Children
Possibly
Believe
Snow
Make
Amazing
Things
Lies
Couldn
Hundred
Philadelphia

More quotes by Libba Bray

Image
Peace is not happenstance. It is a living fire that must be fed constantly. It must be tended to with vigilance, else it dies out.
Libba Bray
Image
Adina gave a little shriek. That fish just swam past my leg! Creepy! Where did it go? To your right! Two o'clock! Get it! You are officially the most bloodthirsty vegetarian ever.
Libba Bray
Image
Power changes everything till it is difficult to say who are the heroes and who the villains.
Libba Bray
Image
Don't you? if you keep them from the magic, they will never know what their lives could be.' They will remain protected,' Asha insists. No, 'I say. 'Only untested.
Libba Bray
Image
So, now I've been to see a drug counselor who told me I need to lay off the drugs and talk about my feelings, and a shrink who heard what I had to say and immediately put me on drugs.
Libba Bray
Image
When you looked up to the sky and cried 'Why?' sometimes the sky shrugged, yet other times it answered with warm assurance of linked hands.
Libba Bray
Image
The wolf was at the door. His shadow spilled into the room, taking it over.
Libba Bray
Image
Because 'You're perfect just the way you are,' is what your guidance counselor says. And she's an alcoholic.
Libba Bray
Image
Please do not strain yourself, Miss Doyle. I won't have my girls going cross-eyed in the name of art.
Libba Bray
Image
They swoon over Tom, who preens for them, bowing, which sets them to blushing and giggling. God help us all.
Libba Bray
Image
She shrieks above the din. If you wish a battle, I shall give it. I am the last of my kind. I shall not lie down without a fight.
Libba Bray
Image
We're all strangers connected by what we reveal, what we share, what we take away--our stories. I guess that's what I love about books--they are thin strands of humanity that tether us to one another for a small bit of time, that make us feel less alone or even more comfortable with our aloneness, if need be.
Libba Bray
Image
Men have feelings too, you know. You bruise the petals of my manflower.
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
How I'd love to get away from here and be someone else for a while in a place where no one knows or expects certain things from me.
Libba Bray
Image
In a world like this one, only the random makes sense.
Libba Bray
Image
I refuse to let the past find me here.
Libba Bray
Image
Just once I’d like to meet a fella who isn’t a phony. Somebody who doesn’t wanna buy me a fur so he can show me off to his boys.
Libba Bray
Image
Nobody Wants to be themselves. That's why there's tv. -Ephigenia.
Libba Bray
Image
It is a giggle full of high spirits and merry mischief, proof that we never lose our girlish selves, no matter what sort of women we become.
Libba Bray