167 Quotes by Meg Rosoff

If there was ever a more perfect day in the history of time it isn't one I've heard about.

She frowned at him. 'You are in love with solitude.''Is there a better cure for the world than solitude?

When you read a book, the neurons in your brain fire overtime, deciding what the characters are wearing, how they’re standing, and what it feels like the first time they kiss. No one shows you. The words make suggestions. Your brain paints the pictures.

Gil has put his book down and is gazing at something inside his head.

Someday I'll understand more of these things. At the moment I just have to think them through. Not everything you want to know is explained properly on Google.

The soldier had stamped my passport FAMILY in heavy black capital letters and I checked it now for reassurance and because I liked how fierce the word looked

I can't even trust my own imaginary dog. How much lower can a person get?

Time erodes us all.

And still the brain continues to yearn, continues to burn, foolishly, with desire. My old man's brain is mocked by a body that still longs to stretch in the sun and form a beautiful shape in someone else's gaze, to lie under a blue sky and dream of helpless, selfless love, to behold itself, illuminated, in the golden light of another's eyes.