53 Quotes About Helen-oyeyemi

Miss Foxe's other passion was fairy tales. She loved the transformations in them. Everybody was in disguise, or on their way to becoming something else. And all was overcome by order in the end. Love could not prevail if the order of the tale didn't wish it, and neither could hatred, nor grief, nor cunning. If you were the first of three siblings, then you were going to make a big mistake, and that was that. If you were the third sibling, you couldn't fail.

I almost forgot to mention another fox I know of—a very wicked fox indeed. But you are tired of hearing about foxes now, so I won't go on.

Have you forgotten about our fox?The one who now had an eye for beauty, and an inclination to set it apart from other things . . .

The whole thing was so intense, so full of hurt that when I look back at it I squint. I want it forgotten.

I was so jealous it burned, and I knew I had to let it alone or I'd break something inside me.

Maybe she was not really like that. It's just that I would prefer you to think that what happened to her was justified.

I examined the portraits nearest to me but couldn't get past the sensation that here was the same man over and over, crouched in old boxes, readying himself to spit on my plate.

The water was so cold on her skin that it felt dry.

I'm not saying I'm amazing or anything, but I'm decent-looking. Why shouldn't a decent-looking girl expect to be kissed?