112 Quotes by Maria Dahvana Headley

It felt like she took off running without me. Her fingers clenched in on mine. Then relaxed, like she’d lost all her bones.

Half of the dead are killed by their friends. Maybe that’s the history of everything.

You are strong enough to sing as you wish, not as your pain has forced to. You aren’t your hurt. You’re other than that. You are not the broken things you’ve been.

I like the sky. It’s rational to me in a way that life isn’t.

For years, I thought that if I had to be a palindrome, make me kuulilennuteetunneliluuk.

I like the sky. It’s rational to me in a way that life isn’t. Looking at it doesn’t suck the way you might think it would, given all the dying-girl-stares-at-heaven possibilities. I don’t think of the sky as any kind of heaven item. I think of it as a bunch of gases and faraway echoes of things that used to be on fire.

Death is the Santa Claus of the adult world. Except Santa Claus in reverse. The guy who takes all the presents away.

Because every time someone finds a new animal, or a new amazing thing on earth, it means we haven’t broken everything yet.

Yes, I’m a reader. Kill me. I could tell you I was raised in the library and the books were my only friends, but I didn’t do that, did I? Because I have mercy. I’m neither a genius nor a kid destined to become a wizard. I’m just me. I read stuff. Books are not my only friends, but we’re friendly. So there.