63 Quotes by Elizabeth Acevedo

My Aunt Sara says it's in our blood, an innate need to tell a story through food. 'Buela says it's definitely a blessing, magic.

Some things continue forever. Maybe anger is like a river,maybe it crumbles everything around it, maybe it hidesso many skeletons beneath the rolling surface.

I close my eyes and let myself find in music what I've always searched for: a way away.

And now his smile is a little sad. And I think about all the things we could be if we were never told our bodies were not built for them.

How could I have known then, there are no rules, no expectations, no rising to the occasion. When you learn news like this, there is only falling.

The first time Dre touched mewithout our clothes on, she kept running her handfrom waist to hip. & I wanted to write Mamia thank-you text, for giving my body a spotthat was made to nest Dre's hand.

The whole of me is black. The whole of me is whole.

If you are not from an island.you cannot understandwhat it means to be of water:to learn to curve around the bend,to learn to rise with rain,to learn to quench an outside thirstwhile all the whileyou grow shallowuntil there is not one dropleft for you.I know this is what Tia does not say.Sand & soil & sinew & smiles:all bartered. & who reaps? Who eats?Not us. Not me.

But one thing I learned from the Saints,when the crossroads are open t you, you must decide a path.I will not stand still while the world makes my choices.