324 Quotes by Cynthia Hand

What’s a wedding without the wedding night? Considering that their first wedding night ended with a heap of horse dung in the corner of their room, it wasn’t difficult to hope for something better this time.

And most of all, she loved the way books could transport her from her otherwise mundane and stifling life and offer the experiences of a hundred other lives.

The pen feels unnatural in my hand. It’s so much weightier than pencil. Permanent. There are no erasers, in life.

So spring break consisted of seven fun-filled days cooped up in the house with Jeffrey, who was grounded because he’d won the Regional Wrestling Championships.

We’d fight so much less if everyone would just sit down and read.” Gifford’s.

Maybe you could write to a future version of yourself. Many people write their journals to future selves, I think. It demonstrates a kind of hopefulness.

Ah, hello.” He gathered his courage. This was just like reading poetry, but subtract poems and add people casually placing hunting knives and daggers on their tables. One of the women was filing her fingernails into sharp points, like claws. Just like reading poetry.

You don’t know until you know.

Tucker: “Today we ran into a mama grizzly with two cubs at the ridge off Colter Bay and Clara sang to it to make it go away.” Mrs. Avery: You sang to it? Tucker: Her singing is that bad.