909 Quotes by Libba Bray

The King of Crows raked his fingers across the dark until it bled. He licked the blood from his fingers with a forked tongue. “People will believe anything, you know. You only need them to be frightened enough.

Wow, you’re awesome and The universe loves a winner, so the universe must really love you!

I must remember to forgive myself. Because there’s an awful lot of gray to work with. No one can live in the light all the time.“-A Great and Terrible Beauty.

She bestowed the blessing of a wild girl’s lips.

My head kinda hurts,” Miss New Mexico said. Several of the girls gasped. Half of an airline serving tray was lodged in her forehead, forming a small blue canopy over her eyes. “What is it?” Miss New Mexico checked to make sure her bra straps weren’t showing. “N-nothing.” Miss Ohio managed an awkward smile.

It’s as if I’ve inherited a skin I cannot quite fit, and so I walk about constantly pulling and and tugging, pinning and pruning, trying desperately to fill it out, hoping that no one will look at me struggling and say, ‘That one there- she’s a fraud, Look how she doesn’t fit at all.

I told myself it was the snow – she couldn’t possibly get to Philadelphia on the roads. I told myself a hundred lies. Children do that. It’s amazing the sorts of things you’ll make yourself believe.

You’ve been assigned an identity since birth. Then you spend the rest of your life walking around in it to see if it really fits. You try on all these different selves and abandon just as many. But really it’s about dismantling all that false armor, getting down to what’s real. -Going Bovine.

Everyone’s dying. A little, every day. Make it count.