Ellen Hopkins Quotes

#1. Each returning soldier is an in-the-flesh memoir of war. Their chapters might vary, but similar imagery fills the pages, and the theme of every book is the same
profound change. The big question became, could I live with that kind of change?

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#2. Trust is just another five letter word, one that comes before not,

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#3. I hope I'm never a mom. But if I am, I'll make damn sure my kids look up to me.

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#4. Say a Hail Mary for me. I could use some forgiveness.

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#5. The not-so-bookish librarian was half angel, half she-devil, so sayeth the rumor mill.

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#6. I wish I were worthy of his love. (Any love.)I should tell him to run. But I can't. I need him.

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#7. Fear is a better friend than you, who feel nothing, beneath the weight of my pain.

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#8. Why is mania bad, if it means you're on top of the world, where everything is white? Bright.

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#9. The problems with lies is they start to pile up, one on top of another, until it's hard to find your way out from under the heap.

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#10. You can have your pick of pretty women. Why me?
You're like the ocean, Pattyn. Pretty enough on the surface, but dive down into your depths, you'll find beauty most people never see. Lucky me. I fell in, headfirst.

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#11. I write poetry anyway and have for years and years. For me, putting fiction and poetry together is like the best of both worlds.

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#12. Yeah, I know getting high isn't so smart. Ask me if I care.

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#13. And the thought of that makes me want to open a vein, experience pain, know I'm alive, despite this living death.

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#14. Transformation Isn't easy when most of the people in your life think you're already perfect, and want you to stay just how they see you. Try to begin a new phase, you'd better expect push-back. Try to create a whole new you, your friend list will shrink considerably.

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#15. He sucked the nectar from her heart like a famished butterfly.

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#16. Love is for children and dimwads.

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#17. Satisfaction is transient - an interim state of mind.

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#18. You want to shout, can't you see I'm here? Can't you see I'm brand new? Can't you see me at all?

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#19. What I've learned is just how resilient love can be. You can beat it, pound it into pulp, but killing it is hard to do.

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#20. Alone, there is only the person inside. I've grown to like her better than the stuck-up husk of me. Alone, there is no perfect daughter, no gifted high school junior, no Kristina Georgia Snow. There is only Bree. (Ellen Hopkins)

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#21. Don't Stop ... down, ... Down there ... down where ... monsters, ... Run!

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#22. Life isn't fair, and luck? That is something you create.

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#23. Never accept evil as something you must walk with, something you deserve.

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#24. Yesterday influences today, thus creates tomorrow.

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#25. Funny how when your life is mostly bullshit, you turn off feeling.
Sometimes it's hard to turn it back on again.

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#26. The true cost of war can't be measured in dollars, infrastructure, or body counts. It is tomorrows, wrung out of hope by yesterdays that refuse to retreat, vanish into the smoke of memory.

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#27. When You Weren't Looking
... why.
... Can't you
... care
... more
... about
... me.

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#28. We kissed for about the thousandth time, No promises, no demands, Just solid rebuilding of shattered trust.

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#29. With you, I am Eve. And you are my beautiful Adam. Let's run away, find our garden, live there together, happy. Naked.

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#30. Love can complete you. It can also destroy you.

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#31. Paradise A concept embraced by almost every culture. A land of peace and harmony. Some say it doesn't belong to the earth, that there is no Shangri-la, no utopian wilderness for the living.

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#32. Home. What does it mean to me? Will I ever know home again?

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#33. I'm afraid it will never be perfect again. I am indelibly stained. Forever redefined, but blurred around the edges.

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#34. Face red, but brave in spite of it, Ethan offered an even smaller box. My hands shook as i opened it.
Set in a gold promise ring, three small diamonds glittered. One for you, one for me, one for us, he said sweetly. I love you.

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#35. Losing Grandma, just when I'd found her again. A waterfall of flowers brightened her funeral, but they couldn't disguise the stench of death.

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#36. But if there is a hereafter, one my father has been welcomed into, it must be a godless wasteland.

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#37. If you acquaint yourself with yourself, you don't always like the person you find inside.

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#38. No limits, no top end, just a high velocity rush - to madness

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#39. One kiss, I was totally hooked.

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#40. For a long while. Finally she says, I don't believe in love. Not sure it really exists, but even if it does for some people, it won't for me. She is serious. Then she lightens up. But, hey, if you think you love me, cool.

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#41. I'm holding Eden in my hands, and it makes me glad there is no God to take this garden away from me.

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#42. At that exact moment, every single thing about my life changed. Forever.

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#43. Secrets.
We keep them to protect ourselves.
We keep them to protect others.
We keep them out of shame.
We keep them out of fear.
We keep them... wait... do we keep them for do they keep us?

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#44. But Hey, Guess What
Crazy means I'm not liable
for my actions. So screw it,
I'll go home, propped up on
Prozac against distractions

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#45. Girls are impossible to satisfy." "Not every girl." Not me. I'd be happy if he'd just like me a little.

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#46. I'm okay. Except..." God! "I totally want you.

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#47. I can't change what has happened in the past, Kaeleigh. I can only promise to make the future better.

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#48. Have you ever had so many thoughts churning inside that you didn't dare let them escape, in case they blew you wide open?

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#49. When you live afraid of your neighbor, the monster you should most walk in terror of thrives.

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#50. The best thing about my mom being such
a bitch is not worrying
about trying to make her
proud of me.

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#51. In control. Out of control. Sometimes they're the same thing. The trick is knowing that, realizing it's okay to feel out of control once in a while, as long as you're sure you can regain the upper hand when you absolutely need to.

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#52. Coyotes hunt in packs, and so do assholes.

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#53. Every high has an equal, measurable low.

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#54. vague as a soft copper pulse of moonlight through blossoming sea coast fog.

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#55. Built by pain and drive.

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#56. If you worry about falling down, and never 'up,' the sky will remain forever out of reach.

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#57. The way it's okay to gift their heart one day, a backhand the next... These things make me believe God's a man after all.

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#58. No, of course not. But surely you know your affair couldn't go on forever."
"Forever has no meaning when you're living in the moment and I wasn't ready for that moment to end.

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#59. But, though I was very much in lust with him, I knew from the start we were nothing like "forever." Maybe because forever is such a scary place.

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#60. Not slumber, but sleep just this side of waking, where dreams fuse with reality.

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#61. Harder yet to get back up without tripping and falling all over again.

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#62. But hey,
I'm not exactly sold on the idea that love is, in fact, real. Will it find me one day, overtake me, infiltrate my life like sunlight snakes through the cold of morning? Can love thaw me? will it ever?

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#63. The Screaming flashed me back to a time when mom and dad were still together if you could call miles apart together.

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#64. I do have friends, but they don't know me, only someone I've created to take my place. Someone sculpted from ice. I keep the melted me bottled up inside. Where no one can touch her, until, unbidden, she comes pouring out.

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#65. I wasn't an alcoholic. I didn't drink every day, didn't often drink to excess or binge. And could leave it alone completely for large swaths of time. But I did drink to be social. To have fun with friends. Sometimes, to sleep. Sometimes, to forget.

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#66. Possibilities
... in the closet
... itching
... to break out
... but afraid of
... the fallout

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#67. Love is Chocolate The unprocessed kind. Dark. Bitter. But always with the promise of sweet perfection. All it takes is sugar- that certain someone's kiss, flavored with possibility. If Dani has taught me anything, it's that life is brimming with possibilities. Every single day brings choices.

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#68. Perfect? How can you define a word without concrete meaning?

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#69. Happily ever after is a concept I'll never believe in.

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#70. Love without trust is nothing more than infatuation.

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#71. And at some point I would like to talk my publisher into doing an anthology of my poetry alongside some teen readers' poetry. It would be fun, and really wonderful to get their stuff out there.

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#72. Commitment means losing yourself to gain something temporary. Nothing lasts. Not looks. Not love.

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#73. I wonder if what I did made her hurt as much as she hurt me. Only fair, to trade hurt. But life isn't fair.

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#74. I want to know living love. And I don't want to wait for it.

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#75. I hide hurt behind a fake smile. I wear it all the time. Everyone says how I always look so cheerful. Shows what they know I guess.

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#76. I never went to Albuquerque expecting to find love. I thought it had found me there, followed me home. I never came home expecting to lose love in the space of one brief telephone call. Is it always so short-lived?

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#77. Satan has bigger fish to fry,
mostly in Washington, D.C.
Now how about dinner?

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#78. And he's wearing some exotic cologne that makes me want to eat him.

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#79. This time when we kiss, I feel it in the pit of my stomach, I feel it in my heart. And I realize love isn't about sex. It's about connection.

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#80. I'd like to cry now. Don't know how.

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#81. When I set my mind on something I am a force to be reckoned with. Today I will be gravity - subtle, but powerful and undeniable.

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#82. The universe is a big place. If I was lost up there, how would you ever find me

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#83. Red and raw like my heart, pried from your's, the two beating, no longer together, but a thousand miles between them when only yesterday they thumped in unison.

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#84. How many kinds of weirdos are there? She doesn't laugh. Lots. And the worst are the ones you don't suspect. They're the ones you invite inside your front door.

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#85. Stagnation is a slow death.

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#86. Bomb me, make me vaporise

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#87. I want to know what it means to be in love. But in my dictionary 'in love' is indefinable.

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#88. Grandma once told me it's easy to overthink love, to dissect it and question it until it is no more.

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#89. Easier, sometimes, to gulp down giant spoonfuls of uncertainty than it is to swallow throat-clogging capsules of what really is.

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#90. Religion is for followers ... Followers and puppets.

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#91. Be true to who you are -- no matter who are you.

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#92. Rules are part of our lives. Only children and fools believe they're immune.

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#93. Concentrate. Level the sight. Breathe in.
Ease the trigger. And relax?
BLAP! The can somersaulted across the sand.

Pride swelled till I thought I'd burst.
But my pride slipped at Dad's reality check.
Not bad. Pretty good, in fact. For a girl.

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#94. Bad choices or good, if you never take chances, someone else will build your life for you.

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#95. Except when it comes to Mom. She is, and always has been, the driving force in this family. And sometimes that means driving us head-on, no possible change of course, into a wall.

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#96. Empty and closed, hovering in some frozen netherworld neither sun nor rain could thaw.

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#97. Freedom is a double-edged ideal, because true freedom comes without the protection of laws that also enslave us by defining us
female, male; Christian, Islamic; good, evil. All at the whim of a frail minority.

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#98. She's no longer afraid to die. What she's afraid of is living, accepting the status quo.

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#99. How odd, to suddenly glimpse a facet of me I didn't know existed. I guess it really isn't all that unusual to surprise oneself with an ugly bit of ego.

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#100. Some people never find love at all, count yourself blessed if it ever happens your way

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