336 Quotes by Jennifer Donnelly

They cut away pieces of me,” she whispered in the darkness. “But I handed them the knife.

We must not run from our unhappiness. We must listen to it. It has much to tell us.

You’re playing by the Rule of Three,” said Love. “Named for the three Fates, the first of whom holds the spool upon which the thread of life is wound; the second, who pulls that thread; and the third, who snips it. If Belle eats three things in Nevermore, and leave three things, she’ll be bound to it.

But an ugly girl? Ah, child, the world is made for men. An ugly girl can never be forgiven.

People come out of the woods and pretend to be your friends. They offer you something – laces, a comb – and you take them. Stop it. Stop taking poison from fake friends. It’ll kill you.

Writers are damned liars. Every single one of them.

Cripes Miss Wilcox, they’re not guns,? I said. No, they’re not Mattie, they’re books. And a hundred times more dangerous.

I take a seat high above the BQE, stare at Manhatten for a bit, and then I play. For hours. I play until my fingertips are raw. Until I rip a nail and bleed on the strings. Until my hands hurt so bad I forget my heart does.

I’ve been in contact with her. She approached me months ago. I know the terms of her deal. She’s going to tell Ragnar that Ondalina’s attack on Miromara was an act of war and that he must surrender. Either he accepts Lucia.