21 Quotes by Amber Sparks

This is love for me, she said. I am not a good woman, she said. I am the end of all things, she said. This was at the beginning. He shook his head. You are life, he said, and I invite you in.

Is the Future a nice place for girls, the queen asked, and the fit woman snorted. Not exactly, she said. But - and she eyed the queen's cloak and shoes and hair - better than where you come from.

It hurts not to watch her, that’s how bright she is, like light off glass.

Everywhere there is fever and passion, everywhere a need to burn, burn, burn out the hurt. We write, we sing, we paint, and still the blackness follows, still the dead are there in every note, every brushstroke. We ride and ride, farther and faster and still, still the ghosts ride with us, keep pace behind us, mock all our efforts to smoke and sweat them out.

She isn’t sure whether she believes in God or not, though she always told her pastor she did. She isn’t sure any woman ought to believe in God.

He understood that the most important things in the world were the kind you made up for yourself.

She doesn’t know about metaphors but she knows that even the smallest human vessel has boundless storage for sorrow.

She thinks now that she has always been a person that needs layers. Not a scarf or a sweater, but walls between her and other people. A series of homes within homes. A series of places to hide.

She doesn’t have the capacity to undo metaphors.