752 Quotes by Alice Hoffman

Because we were Russian, sadness came naturally to us. But so did reading. In my family, a book was a life raft.

I saw this was the way of the future, to leave the past behind as if it were a dream.

My breath came out in a fog and rose into the milky sky. Snow fell on my eyelashes, and all of Brooklyn turned white, a world in a globe. Every snowflake that I caught was a miracle unlike any other.

...early on Monday evening, when the sky was the color of a velvet ribbon falling over the hills.

...who I am to talk? I dream of rain.

He had appeared beside her because she had wanted him to. She had called him to her, and was calling him still. Even when she fell asleep, she dreamed of water, as if the world were topsy-turvy and everything she cared about had been lost in the deep. She plunged through the green waves with her eyes wide open, searching for the world as she'd known it, but that world no longer existed; everything that had once been solid was liquid now, and the birds swam alongside the fish.

It was the sort of beauty you feel so deeply it becomes contagious and somehow makes you feel beautiful too.

Even as a small child, I understood that woman had secrets, and that some of these were only to be told to daughters. In this way we were bound together for eternity.

It was amazing how many colors there were, all running into the gutter in a stream: a dozen shades of blue, twenty different reds, and all that black soot, like a nightmare given form, the insides of a heart, destroyed so easily, done away with before anyone could stop the damage, or salvage what was lost, or even try to save him.