24 Quotes by Emily Poirier

Beast was silent, and only after that silence stretched did I realize how vulnerable those words had been, and how bitter. I was thinking of something to mitigate both when Beast said, “You were well rid of them, if all they saw was your face and your past.” I stared at the monstrous curves and angles of his inhuman face, and I saw the human expression — vulnerable and bitter as mine had been — behind it.

It was a relationship between a young, inexperienced girl and an older man used to getting what he wanted. He'd come to her when she was vulnerable and convinced her that he was the only one who cared about her, and she'd believed him. And he did care about her, but he cared about himself a whole lot more.

Individuality might grate on someone’s nerves, so they had sanded away all my edges until I was beautiful and bland and utterly boring.

Maybe if I’d learned my lessons with a more dedicated heart, I would be better behaved now, but could anyone truly be erased by zealous teachers and societal pressures?

I had not the time to consider the nature of a monster who valued a rose garden above all things as Father said, "I'm so sorry.

Hey," I replied, making finger guns at her because I was anxious about meeting her friends and couldn't think of anything else less stupid to do. Like just saying hi. Or waving.