DNA tells you all the secrets of life,’ he used to say. Except for one—how to live it. Jennifer Donnelly More Quotes by Jennifer Donnelly More Quotes From Jennifer Donnelly Turn away. From the darkness, the madness, the pain. Open your eyes and look at the light. Jennifer Donnelly painlighteye I've always admired your rather formidable will, your refusal to back away from difficulties, but sometimes strength isn't about perseverance. Sometimes it's about knowing when to quit. Jennifer Donnelly perseverancequittingknowing Bravery is feeling fear but doing the thing anyway. Jennifer Donnelly braveryfeelings Hope is the crystal meth of emotions. It hooks you fast and kills you hard. Jennifer Donnelly hookcrystalsemotion There were times when I lifted my face to the sky, stretched my arms wide to the winter night, and laughed out loud, so happy was I. The memory of it makes me laugh now, but not from happiness. Be careful what you show the world. You never know when the wolf is watching. Jennifer Donnelly winternightmemories There is a ghost here. A lonely, heartbroken spirit. The ghost of everything that could've been and never was. Jennifer Donnelly heartbrokenlonelyspirit Every heart is made of stories. Jennifer Donnelly storiesmadeheart Namaste. It was a Nepalese greeting. It meant: The light within me bows to the light within you. Jennifer Donnelly greetingsbowslight A new word. Bright with possibilities. A flawless pearl to turn over and over in my hand, then put away for safekeeping. Jennifer Donnelly flawlesspearlshands Who needs make-believe monsters when there are so many real ones. Jennifer Donnelly realmonstersbelieve Little by little, the old world crumbled, and not once did the king imagine that some of the pieces might fall on him. Jennifer Donnelly pieceskingsfall The greenest of pastures are right here on earth. Jennifer Donnelly pasturesearth But words are more powerful than anything. Jennifer Donnelly powerful I will go out again this very night with my rockets and fuses. I will blow them straight out of their comfortable beds. Blow the rooftops off their houses. Blow the black, wretched night to bits. I will not stop. For mad I may be, but I will never be convenient. Jennifer Donnelly madblownight And I knew in my bones that Emily Dickinson wouldn't have written even one poem if she'd had two howling babies, a husband bent on jamming another one into her, a house to run, a garden to tend, three cows to milk, twenty chickens to feed, and four hired hands to cook for. I knew then why they didn't marry. Emily and Jane and Louisa. I knew and it scared me. I also knew what being lonely was and I didn't want to be lonely my whole life. I didn't want to give up on my words. I didn't want to choose one over the other. Mark Twain didn't have to. Charles Dickens didn't. Jennifer Donnelly lonelyrunningbaby I could almost hear the characters inside, murmuring and jostling, impatient for me to open the cover and let them out. Jennifer Donnelly impatientmurmuringcharacter It is hope, not despair, that undoes us all. Jennifer Donnelly despair Funny, 'ow you can 'old a jewel in your 'and, and toss it away, and not even know what you 'ad until it's gone. Jennifer Donnelly tossjewelsgone The rain comes down harder as I write. It sheets off the roof in torrents. I wish it would pound against me. Pound the life from my body. The flesh from my bones. The pain from my heart. Jennifer Donnelly painrainwriting Had you but seen it, I promise you, your high-minded principles would have melted like candle wax. Never would you have wished such beauty away. Jennifer Donnelly i-promiseprinciplespromise
