909 Quotes by Libba Bray

Wasn't that how fairy tales worked? You told just enough of the terrible truth—There are cruel people. Not all parents love you.The world isn't fair by a long shot.—and you dressed it up in ogres and brave princesses and giants. Mostly, you reminded people that the evils of the world had to be fought. Even if you weren't sure you'd win. You still had to go into the monster's den. You had to face your fears. You still had to stand up to the monster.

I'm not really sure what I am at all anymore.""We're not just sashes and states," Nicole said on a sigh."Or gender," Petra murmured. "Or bodies.""I'm sort of everything all at once," Nicole whispered.And then they were silent, lost to dreaming.

You're quite tall.' Just what a girl wants to be reminded of.

Beliefs converge and become something new all the time.

There's no such thing as hideously ordinary. If something is hideous, it's automatically extraordinary. In a hideous way.

What if evil doesn't really exist? What if evil is something dreamed up by man, and there is nothing to struggle against except out own limitations? The constant battle between our will, our desires, and our choices?

You can’t believe how bleeding scary the sea is! There’s, like, whales and storms and shit! They don’t bloody tell you that!

It is funny how you do not miss affection until it is given, but once it is, it can never be enough; you would drown in it if possible.

A gentle breeze catches in the branches then and I hear it, soft and low, a murmured prayer--Gem-ma, Gem-ma--and then the leaves bend down and trail delicate fingers across my cold cheeks.