Top 100 Jennifer Donnelly Quotes
#1. And besides, I couldn't stay at the party. It was too dangerous. I nearly died."
"From what?"
"Boredom.
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#4. Asking questions, demanding explanations - these things always led to trouble
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#5. Why do you write?' Because I love words and stories so much. Because I would be grief stricken every day of my life if I couldn't write. Because I'm obsessed and compelled. Because I'd be utterly useless at anything else.
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#7. Go round cringing like a dog, Matt," he said, "and folks will treat you like one. Stand up like a man, and they'll treat you like a man." That was fine for Weaver, but I wondered sometimes, How exactly do you stand up like a man when you're a girl?
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#8. The truth can be a hard thing, Jo. It's often best left hidden.
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#10. Seated atop the creature was a mermaid. She carried a crossbow. A sword hung from her hip. Her coppery hair, cut short, was angled over her forehead and cheekbones. Her green eyes blazed with fury.
'Go, Sera!' Becca shouted. 'Take back your throne!
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#11. I listened as the words became sentences and the sentences became pages and the pages became feelings and voices and places and people.
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#12. He was beyond damaged. He was broken. Smashed to bloody pieces. He was alone in the world without the one person who could make him whole. And he always would be.
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#13. Break a promise to the dead and they'll haunt you, Ada says. Keep the promise and they'll haunt you just the same.
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#14. Love-real love- sees with the heart, master. Not with the eyes."
The Beast looked at him skeptically. "How do you know that?"
"Because I'm in love with a woman who's a feather duster," said Lumiere. "That's how.
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#15. If you wait for someone else to make things better, you'll be waiting a very long time
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#17. When you can write music that endures, bravo. Until then, keep quiet and study the work of those who can.
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#18. I did not want His cold love. I wanted human love - clasping, selfish, and hot. I wanted to smell the rank sweat of the men ... I wanted love - reeking, drunken, hungry love.
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#19. Funny, 'ow you can 'old a jewel in your 'and, and toss it away, and not even know what you 'ad until it's gone.
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#20. But here, surrounded by friends who wanted her, she recognized for the first time that there was only one voice that truly mattered. Only one she had to listen to. Her own.
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#21. The day you stop dreaming you might as well take yourself down to the undertaker's, for you're as good as dead.
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#22. Because in a small dark room, a broken child lies on a filthy bed and stares up at a high window.
He waits for me, too.
And I - I who have failed at everything and have failed everyone - I must not, I cannot, I will not fail him.
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#23. Becoming a parent changed you forever, as nothing else could. p. 368
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#24. She wanted to scream her grief to the skies and wail like an animal, but she couldn't.
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#25. No. I meant stay with me today. And tomorrow. And every day after.
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#26. Belle hesitated. "What is this place?" she asked.
"A bit of magic, like all good books," the man replied. "An escape. A place where you can leave cares and worries behind." He smiled. "At least for a chapter or two.
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#27. There is only one thing I fear now-love. For I have seen it and I have felt it and I know that it is love, not death, that undoes us.
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#29. If you're going to bury the past, bury it deep, girl. Shallow Graves always give up their dead.
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#30. She was his soulmate, as much a part of him as the very flesh and bone that made him. She was with him, in him, in everything he did. She was everything he wanted from his life, the very measure of his dreams.
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#31. Maximilien R. Peters! Incorruptible, ineluctable, and indestructable! It's time to start a revolution, baby
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#32. Little by little, the old world crumbled, and not once did the king imagine that some of the pieces might fall on him.
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#33. For the first time in a long time, he didn't think of the past. And of all the things he'd lost. He thought only of the present, and what he had. And how it was so much more than he deserved. And he prayed then that he would never, ever lose it.
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#34. The thing is, you can't ever really know how rotten someone will turn out to be.
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#35. You should spend more time reading the Good Book and less reading all those novels. What are you going to tell the Lord on Judgement Day when He asks you why you didn't read your bible? Hmm?
I will tell Him that His press agents could have done with a writing lesson or two, I said. To myself.
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#36. Why do you always want to read about other people's lives, Matt? Ain't your own good enough for you
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#38. The rain comes down harder as I write. It sheets off the roof in torrents. I wish it would pound against me. Pound the life from my body. The flesh from my bones. The pain from my heart.
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#40. Men are the weak ones, luv. Didn't you know? Oh, you make a lot of noise, but its the women who are strong. Where it counts. In 'ere,
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#42. Mirrors only show us what we are. Books show us what we can be.
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#43. There is an advantage to be found in most everything that happens to you, even if it is not immediately apparent.
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#45. I grew up on a mixed diet of mass and class, and I still read that way. I hate it when people apologize for what they read. Some bestsellers aren't exactly literary. So what? They're fun and rip-roaring, Who instituted the book police and why do we have to answer them? Grrrrr!
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#46. It's a good thing you and your pills weren't around a few hundred years ago or there never would have been a Vermeer or a Caravaggio. You'd have drugged "Girl with a Pearl Earring" and "The Taking of Christ" right the hell out of them.
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#47. That was what people did when they wanted to stop a girl from doing something - they shamed her.
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#48. You are a ghost, Andi," she says. "Almost gone."
I look at her. I want to say something but I can't get the words out.
She squeezes my hands. "Come back to us," she says. And she's gone.
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#49. For I have seen it and I have felt it and it is love, not death, that undoes us.
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#50. Weaver always says freedom is like Sloan's Liniment, always promising more than it delivers.
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#51. Because I don't care anymore, Ms. Beezemeyer, I want to say. Not about Amade Malherbeau, my classes, college or much of anything. Because the gray world I've managed to live in for the past two years has started to turn black around the edges.
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#52. Lots of things are impossible," she said softly. "Until they're not.
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#53. Fran? Frances Hill, you stop that right now! What the devil's got into you? Ada, you should be ashamed! Braying like a mule, you are! And you, Mattie Gokey ... would you like to tell me what could possibly be so funny?
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#54. One must always steer clear of men who sweat when it isn't warm.
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#55. What had I seen? Too much. What did I know? Only that knowledge carries a damned high price. Miss Wilcox, my teacher, had taught me so much. Why had she never taught me that?
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#56. Who needs make-believe monsters when there are so many real ones.
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#57. Who knew that listening to a guy sleep could be so much deeper than sleeping with a guy.
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#58. Isn't that what a good story does? It pulls you in and never lets you go.
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#59. I need a boy who thinks with his big head, not his little one. Since they do not exist, I have fashioned my own.
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#62. It's a special key.'
'How so?'
'It has an L on it. L for love. See? It's the key to the universe, Dad.
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#63. Meet me where the sky touches the sea. Wait for me where the world begins.
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#64. Turn away. From the darkness, the madness, the pain. Open your eyes and look at the light.
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#65. I want the key", he said. "The key to the universe. To life. To the future and the past. To love and hate. Truth. God. It's there. Inside of us. In the genome. The answer to every question. If I can find it. That's what I want," he finished, softly. "I want the key.
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#66. I don't like hope very much. In fact, I hate it. It's the crystal meth of emotions. It hooks you fast and kills you hard. It's bad news. The worst. It's sharp sticks and cherry bombs. When hope shows up, it's only a matter of time until someone gets hurt.
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#67. I've always admired your rather formidable will, your refusal to back away from difficulties, but sometimes strength isn't about perseverance. Sometimes it's about knowing when to quit.
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#70. I will rain down silver and gold for you. I will shatter the black night, break it open, and pour out a million stars. Turn away from the darkness, the madness, the pain. Open your eyes and know that I am here. That I remember and hope. Open your eyes and look at the light.
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#71. Her eyes drank in the colors of home - the soft gray of an arctic gull's wing. The clear blue heart of an ice floe.
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#72. Tell him what? a voice inside her asked. Tell him you've fallen for a penniless reporter whom you barely know? That's a brilliant idea, Jo. As soon as you've told Bram, you can tell your mother. I'm sure she'll be delighted.
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#73. I was only glad to be saved and never once thought to ask why.
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#74. I'll supervise, shall I?" offered Cogsworth. "To me, 'dust' is a four-letter word."
"'Dust' is a four-letter word to everyone," said Lumiere.
"'Work' is also a four-letter word," said Plumette, under her breath. "Perhaps that is why monsieur strives to avoid it
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#75. Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine ...
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#76. You can't argue with the dead, no matter what you say, they always have the last word.
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#77. Only the Hopeless love God.
Because God may love us, but the devil takes an interest.
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#78. Voice is not just the sound that comes from your throat, but the feelings that come from your words.
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#79. It has an L on it. L for love. See? It's the key to the universe, Dad. You said you were looking for it. You told Mom you were. I found it for you so you don't have to look anymore. So you can come home at night.
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#80. So, besides Ava being lost in a swamp full of homicidal maniacs, and Astrid swimming off to meet the king of homicidal maniacs, what other insurmountable problems are we facing tonight?
- Sera
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#81. Yeah. Sure. My brother's dead. My mother's insane. Hey, let's have a crepe.
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#83. Only education can empty the workhouses and prisons, the slums and rookeries.
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#84. The guitar's still around me. I slip it off and put it down. I want to feel him. To feel his breath on my neck. The warmth of his skin. To feel something other than sadness.
Hold me, I tell him silently. Hold me here. To this place. This life. Make me want you. Want this. Want something. Please
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#86. From the moment he held her, and looked into her eyes, he was a changed man. He'd held that tiny girl in his arms that moment; he would hold her in his heart forever. p. 20 Joe Bristow on being a father
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#87. Airports should all belong to the same country. The country of Crappacia. Or Bleakovania. Or Suckitan.
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#88. We woke as if from a nightmare only to find that the ugly are still not beautiful and the dull still do not sparkle.
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#89. She'd long ago learned that only those with something to lose were afraid of dying.
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#90. I play until my fingers are blue and stiff from the cold, and then I keep on playing. Until I'm lost in the music. Until I am the music
notes and chords, the melody and harmony. It hurts, but it's okay because when I'm the music, I'm not me. Not sad. Not afraid. Not desperate. Not guilty.
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#92. And Robespierre, the Incorruptible, who loved us so much he cut off our heads so we would not be troubled by too many thoughts.
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#93. It was an amazing feeling, to succeed at something. It was a new feeling for her
part happiness, part pride
and she relished it.
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#94. It's only the body that's gone. Only the body. There's a part that doesn't go in the ground, a part that stays inside you forever.
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#95. Sometimes, when you catch someone unaware at just the right time and in just the right light, you can catch sight of what they will be.
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#97. Volnero as the new ruler of Ondalina or Miromara obliterates our entire realm. I will advise Ragnar to accept her terms.
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#98. If only she could be bold enough, and brave enough, to claim the things she wanted: love, a purpose, a life. But could she be?
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#99. Keep being the author of your own story. Never let anyone else write it for you again.
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