Top 100 Lia's Quotes
#1. I woke up on the floor of Lia's wagon and thought she had finally planted an ax in my skull.
Mary E. Pearson
#2. That's not me, it's the bear." Her smile widened and she rolled her eyes. "Sure, blame it on the bear." "True story.
Lia Davis
#3. Seriously,let me talk to her when she wakes up. Girl-to-girl."
"No offense, Chas, but you'd scare the crap out of her."
"Want to say that to my face, Coalhouse?"
"What's left of it.
Lia Habel
#4. I'm not really good at anyone's songs but my own.
Lia Ices
#5. One: He's Michael. Two: he's scheduled for a meltdown. Three: Lia had been miss Rosy Sunshine since she got downstairs, and Lia doesn't do roses or sunshine unless she's screwing with someone or deeply upset.
-Dean Redding
Jennifer Lynn Barnes
#6. Being in a space that's not a studio, it kind of creates an openness of 'We can do whatever we want here; we're not on the clock.'
Lia Ices
#7. Just like any woman, ... we weave our stories out of our bodies. Some of us through our children, or our art; some do it just by living. It's all the same.
Francesca Lia Block
#8. You'll have to take me to some museums, he said. He was being the young man on the road, following the sun because gray weather made him suicidal, writing his poetry in his mind in diners and gas station men's rooms across the country.
Francesca Lia Block
#9. Stop it!" Chas shrieked, stomping her foot. "I will not have my boyfriend fighting if it's not over me! Stop it!"
"Let's say it's over you!" Tom grunted as he and Coalhouse wrestled with one another. "If he thinks he's gonna finally get a girl, he might grow balls enough to beat me!
Lia Habel
#10. She stood, moved to stand in front of him, and held out her hand. "Thanks so much for fixing my hip and helping me."
He lifted a brow as he glanced from her hand to her face. "Sit down. You're not going anywhere.
Lia Davis
#11. I am not a hero, I am not Odysseus, there are no gods or goddesses guiding me. All I have is myself. And Hex's sword.
Francesca Lia Block
#12. My God would never deliberately bring harm to anyone. But if it happens, if it simply happens due to wind and rain and weather and man's own mistakes, then God has promises to keep: Li£e continuing. An even richer, fuller, brighter ongoing life to compensate.
Marjorie Holmes
#13. PROBABILITY BY LIA PURPURA Most coincidents are not miraculous, but way more common than we think - it's the shiver of noticing being central in a sequence of events that makes so much seem wild and rare - because what if it wasn't? Astonishment's nothing without your consent.
Anonymous
#14. Even without a bite to mark her perfect, creamy skin, they'd know to whom she belonged.
Lia Davis
#15. Stay away from us!" Michael ordered. He was looking at Nora in horror, as if he couldn't believe what she was saying.
"No one's trying to get near you," Chas snorted. "I don't do living guys. Call me prejudiced.
Lia Habel
#16. In these hard moments, I must remember that much of my parenting and training results in invisible seeds in my child's heart instead of immediate changed behavior.
Amber Lia
#18. What the hell is wrong with you?" Westin growled as they entered the house. Lia twirled a bit.
"I am in a good mood. Is that not allowed?"
"For most people, yes, it's preferred. On you, it's creepy. What's up?
Abbie Chandler
#19. I thought he had taken my soul, said Rev.
I thought he took mine, too. But no one can. It's just been sleeping.
Francesca Lia Block
#20. She's the fire in my frozen heart. The hello in my long good-bye. The best goddamn thing that ever happened to my shithouse life.
Lia Riley
#22. They took form in a bedroom, Khloe realized with a scowl. He noticed and gave her a sideways grin. Arrogant ass. Laugh it up, demon.
Lia Davis
#23. It was worth it, Lia," He said. "Every mile, every day. I'd do it all again. I'd chase you across three continents if that's what it took to be with you.
Mary E. Pearson
#24. Some people come up to me and say "You know, in Italy, it's pronounced Ber-beel-lia" And I say "Well, here in America, you're annoying ... "
Mike Birbiglia
#25. Probably the easiest way to explain [the situation] is to simply say that your proteins refuse to bend [to the zombie protein's command].
'My mother was right,' Nora muttered. 'Even my genes are stubborn.
Lia Habel
#26. Besides that, she's a fine young lady."
"I'll be sure to remind her of that next time she starts yelling at us.
Lia Habel
#27. You could stand to work on your manners there, Sunshine."
"That's not my name." She kept walking.
He glared at the back of her pack. "How about sweetheart, then?"
"How about you kiss my ass?
Dee Tenorio
#28. Well, hello there," I said, "you big, beautiful overgrown passageway." I looked over to Lia. "Let's confuse 'em a little.
Lisa Tawn Bergren
#29. I can be super reclusive and hermetic, and then I can be in California and host dinner parties and drink wine. It's all me.
Lia Ices
#30. See, they say it's 'survival of the fittest', but you and I really know that it's 'survival of the most heavily armed
Lia Habel
#32. It's scary to become a woman in this world. We have to understand that some of the messages we get, messages that we are not enough, are there to keep our power in check. We can't buy into these messages.
Francesca Lia Block
#33. Not again, Nix. I'll give my life to keep you safe." He stepped into his bathroom, undressed, and turned on the cold water. "The next time we meet, I'll make you mine. That's a promise.
Lia Davis
#34. All of our lives suck right now, okay? You might think yours is an extra special sparkly rainbow unicorn fart type of suck, but it's not. Just get on with it!
Lia Habel
#35. Footfalls edged closer, putting her tiger on full alert. She ran faster. Several yards ahead, a man stepped into her path. She skidded to a halt and realized he wasn't a man, but a mutant - half-wolf, half-man - and abomination.
Lia Davis
#36. I wondered if there was a crazy person's license you had to apply for, some seminar you had to attend, or if you could just walk out of the house one day and get started.
Lia Habel
#37. I'll deal with you later. In my bed. Gwen met Markus's gaze as he spoke those words telepathically. Heat spread through her like wildfire. Biting her lower lip, she thought back to him, I look forward to it.
Lia Davis
#38. Hands on hips, she cast him a narrowed-eye gaze. "Move."
"You're not leaving."
"And you're not stopping me.
Lia Davis
#39. Writing is literally transformative. When we read, we are changed. When we write, we are changed. It's neurological. To me, this is a kind of magic.
Francesca Lia Block
#40. Ugster vinyl pumps, Partridge Family records, plastic daisy jewelry, old postcards ... It's a magpie Christmas market.
Francesca Lia Block
#41. He made a sound close to a growl before speaking. "Why do you resist my assistance?"
She stopped walking and faced him. "Because I don't like you.
Lia Davis
#42. Sometimes she wore Levi's with white-suede fringe sewn down the legs and a feathered Indian headdress, sometimes old fifties' taffeta dresses covered with poetry written in glitter, or dresses made of kids' sheets printed with pink piglets or Disney characters.
Francesca Lia Block
#43. He said that black sheeps express everyone else's anger and pain. It's not that they have all the anger and pain-they're just the only ones who let it out. Then the other people don't have to.
Francesca Lia Block
#44. It's not going to be easy. I'll push you to your breaking point to prepare you.
Lia Davis
#45. You killed me! That's not something you can ever apologize for!"
"Well,then,I'm not sorry."
"You son of a-"
"Hey, you leave her out of this.
Lia Habel
#46. She sagged against the wall, finding it hard to breathe. It wasn't from fear. Gods, she hadn't been that turned on in years. If that was her punishment, she was going to be lippy a little more often
Lia Davis
#47. You live on the surface," Lia told me years later. "You sometimes seem profound, but it's only because you piece a lot of surfaces together to create the impression of depth, solidity. That solidity would collapse if you try to stand it up.
Umberto Eco
#48. I think that being in an extreme natural setting, and letting the natural world and what it's doing permeate your thoughts, is super-interesting and super-important.
Lia Ices
#49. People want to be with the sunflowers, those who rise and face the sky. Who prefers fungus, moss, things that grow in the world's dank and shadowed places?
No one.
Lia Riley
#50. Yeah ... hey, you have a male here." Shay walked toward the hall, sniffing the air. "And he's human. Way to go, Dani!
Lia Davis
#51. Ragged clothes?" He grabbed my hand and examined it. "Chipped nails? Those aren't enough to disguise what's inside. You'll always be you, Lia. You can't run from that.
Mary E. Pearson
#53. with the limb, joined the others, Lia gasped. The three men stood talking in low voices for several minutes, and then they drew closer, heads down, slowly following her muddy footprint trail. Lia breathed into the sat phone, "Th-they're following
Lindsay McKenna
#54. The fact that she made this beeline for me both warmed my soul and made me want to turn around, walk out the door, and find a cliff to fling myself off of.
Lia Habel
#55. I was surprised by the growl that wanted to well up in my throat ... I told myself it was stress, not my illness's way of saying, Get your own take-out.
Lia Habel
#56. We try on different dresses, different selves, but our souls are always the same - ongoing, full of light.
Francesca Lia Block
#57. I'm a high-functioning basket case.
Lia Riley
#58. The night was a rush of steaming pasta, wet irises, Italian leathers, swaddled beggars, skulking boys, sulking girls, garbage piles, pretzel vendors.
Francesca Lia Block
#59. Each of us has a family tree full of stories inside of us, Dirk thought. Each of us has a story blossoming out of us.
Francesca Lia Block
#60. I want him to see the flowers in my eyes and hear the songs in my hands.
Francesca Lia Block
#61. Touring is a whole other animal for me and a whole other skill. But I'm having a lot of fun figuring all that out and switching it from internal to external and putting on a show.
Lia Ices
#62. But you're everything I want. Remember that. I love you, Lia. Not a title. And not because a piece of paper says I should. Because I do.
Mary E. Pearson
#63. Well, Dr. Elpinoy will never admit it, but he suffers from performance anxiety-"
"Oh, shut up, you old cad," Elpinoy said, finally uncrossing his arms.
Lia Habel
#64. She stands, her skirt taking a moment to fall down her leg, and I follow her, because right now she's my white rabbit...
Lia Hills
#65. I believe we recover from loss by facing the loss, grieving, going deep inside ourselves (hopefully with a guide) and re-emerging to live and love again.
Francesca Lia Block
#66. Spun sugar clouds and extraterrestrial crystal vintage T-birds flying through space, morning-glory girls swinging from star-hung vines in cosmic gardens.
Francesca Lia Block
#67. Something that chemistry supplies are very good for." When he gave me an odd look, I unwrapped a Bunsen burner and twirled it in the light. "Making bombs.
Lia Habel
#68. In a seperate cloth pouch I found little bottles of shampoo and soap and a toothbrush and the like,as well as a tiny brown glass vial of perfumed oil. It smelled of violets and chocolate.
Yeah,like I needed the zombies to find me any more delicious.That'd be like a cow wearing eau de gravy.
Lia Habel
#69. You know he's full of crap, right?" Chas spoke up.
"Grade A, gourmet crap," Coalhouse agreed.
Lia Habel
#71. What might not be there are the chances you have right now. If you can hold on another hour, another day - if you can live one more good, honorable minute - those are the victories. And they open up the whole world.
Lia Habel
#72. She was the one person he'd hoped to avoid as much as possible when he'd taken his place as Sheriff of Maxville. It wasn't that he disliked her, that was the problem. Despite his better judgment and a glutton for punishment, he still cared too damn much for the woman.
Lia Davis
#73. It's not like I enjoy introducing myself as a creature from beyond the grave.
Lia Habel
#74. Sylvie wishes the anti-depressants had been around when she was in her early twenties, not only to rescue her from the dark tunnels that came when her brother first got sick, but also to keep her from fucking all those assholes.
Francesca Lia Block
#75. It wasn't good when love and war came together to visit.
Lia Davis
#76. The day had been a slowly closing door. The rest of the world moved on out into the stream of life, while I was left stranded and forgotten on the riverbank, at low tide.
Lia Mills
#77. I think sitting behind a keyboard can be a security blanket.
Lia Ices
#78. Travis Hunter's blood froze in his veins at the piercing female scream that echoed through the forest. He was moving just as the sharp scent of blood tinted the crisp mountain air mixed with the rancid smell of the rogue mutants.
Lia Davis
#79. Are you always so mistrusting?" he said, lifting a brow.
"When my escort is a demon, yes.
Lia Davis
#80. Breathing's difficult if you overthink the action, like staring at the word the for too long. Grows unnatural, bizarrely wrong.
Lia Riley
#81. My mother said, "kiss him, darling, it's easy so natural" and I thought to myself, not with lips of stone, dear mother, not with lips of stone
Francesca Lia Block
#82. On the last page he'd written simply, She's so beautiful.
Lia Habel
#83. The doctor's voice was cold. "There's nothing to put back. There's no body to go back to. The body of Lia Kahn is dead. Be grateful you didn't die with it.
Robin Wasserman
#84. She wears a Val Surf T-shirt and boys' boxer shorts and she has a boy's phone number scrawled on her hand. Part of her wants to spit on it and rub it off, and part of her wishes it was written in huge numbers across her belly, his name in gang letters, like a tattoo.
Francesca Lia Block
#85. I killed one! I stabbed it in the head with a parasol."
Even Nora couldn't find words for this revelation. Renfield was the first to comment. "I can't tell if that's the most inspiring thing I've ever heard of the most horrifying.
Lia Habel
#86. I've ripped so many shameful secrets from my belly, held them out, covered in toxic grime for his inspection, but there's no reciprocity.
Lia Riley
#87. You think so,hmm? It's on, then. Verbal pistols at dawn.
Lia Habel
#88. As a youth I got my jollies by confronting my professors with facts that ran completely contrary to what they were trying to ram into our thick skulls. His expressions of bafflement and anger had never failed to amuse me.
Lia Habel
#89. He had golden-brown hair, the most vivid baby-blue eyes, and a body that belonged on the cover of Men's Health magazine. Her gaze roamed over his broad shoulders and down his chest.
Lia Davis
#90. Write with abandon and no constraints for first draft. Cut brutally and save in separate files on second draft. Add conflict; don't be afraid to make your characters suffer. Read what you love. Write what you love. Love.
Francesca Lia Block
#91. Maybe he was real. Maybe I'd made him up. Either way, he didn't think I needed him anymore. Maybe he was right.
Francesca Lia Block
#92. All the while I rattled off a long list of curses in the soundproofed room of my mind.
Lia Habel
#93. No. No more surprises. No more secrets. Or so help me, I will rip off your own leg and beat you with it.
Lia Habel
#94. Bran's lips part. I glimpse his tongue and a slightly crooked incisor. These little details, I can't stop gathering them like a kid seeking fistfuls of dandelions.
Lia Riley
#95. I beg your forgiveness, Your Eminence. I would not truly feed your face to the hogs. It might make them sick.
Mary E. Pearson
#96. Graham let out another low growl as his eyes glowed with desire. Come Here!
Lia Davis
#97. His hand cupped her cheek as he lowered his head to hers. Just before their lips touched, a light knock sounded on the door.
Lia Davis
#98. Vespertine Mink? Is that you?"
The girl on the roof opposite lowered her lanterns and called back, "Pamela Roe?"
"Yeah, let's both let that sink in for a minute, it's a doozy!
Lia Habel
#99. The girl was a walking garden. Flowers and vines had sprouted from within her very flesh, and were looped through hundreds of buttonholes and slits made in
Lia Habel
#100. Lia caught sight of it immediately and glared at him. "You gave me your word. You swore you wouldn't tell him."
"I'm a mass murderer," he said pointedly. "Not exactly trustworthy.
M. Kane
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