I want to be untouchable and beautiful and completely dead inside. Francesca Lia Block More Quotes by Francesca Lia Block More Quotes From Francesca Lia Block Pain can give you sight or make you blind. Francesca Lia Block painsightgiving You make me feel like I have wings when you touch me. Francesca Lia Block touch-meyou-make-me-feelwings I wanted him to hold me, to take care of me. To make the pain dissolve away. I know that this was part of what had ruined everything but I wanted it once more anyway. Francesca Lia Block hold-mepaincare Writing is literally transformative. When we read, we are changed. When we write, we are changed. It's neurological. To me, this is a kind of magic. Francesca Lia Block magickindwriting If Los Angeles is a woman reclining billboard model with collagen-puffed lips and silicone-inflated breasts, a woman in a magenta convertible with heart-shaped sunglasses and cotton candy hair; if Los Angeles is this woman, then the San Fernando Valley is her teenybopper sister. The teenybopper sister snaps bug stretchy pink bubbles over her tongue and checks her lipgloss in the rearview mirror, . . . Teeny plays the radio too loud and bites her nails, wondering if the glitter polish will poison her. Francesca Lia Block mirrorshairheart Beauty loved him more than anything, her Beast boy, but, secretly, sometimes, she wished he would have remained a Beast. Francesca Lia Block beastsometimesboys War is being reminded that you are completely at the mercy of death at every moment, without the illusion that you are not. Without the distractions that make life worth living. Francesca Lia Block illusionmomentswar If death is your lover, you don't got to be afraid ever that he will ever leave you Francesca Lia Block loversifs Maybe her own tears were the poison that made her grow. Francesca Lia Block poisontearsmade Besides, secretly, without knowing it herself, she had been waiting for a Beast to go to. Francesca Lia Block beastknowingwaiting She wished she had a little yellow house of her own, with a flower box full of real flowers and herbs – pansies and rosemary – and a sweet lover who would swing dance with her in the evenings and cook pasta and read poetry aloud. Francesca Lia Block flowerrealsweet When they first kiss, there on the beach, they will kneel at the edge of the Pacific and say a prayer of thanks, sending all the stories of love inside them out in a fleet of bottles all across the oceans of the world. Francesca Lia Block oceanprayerbeach What happens to the rest of something when you smash its heart? Francesca Lia Block happensheart No matter where I am, I am always loving you. Francesca Lia Block loving-youmatter It's not that I literally think I'm a fearie. It's just that I feel so different from most people. And this idea of a race living underground in caverns, spending all their days dancing and playing the fiddle and eating flowers and reciting poetry and sharing their dreams, that to me sounds much more real than the way people live in this world, hating and fighting and wanting and hurting. Francesca Lia Block hatehurtdream What sexual preference do you hope she has?” “Happiness.” Isnt that cool? Francesca Lia Block preference Everything was fine, but Weetzie wanted a baby. “How could you want one?” My Secret Agent Lover Man said. “There are way too many babies. And diseases. And nuclear accidents. And crazy psychos. We cant have a baby,” he said. Francesca Lia Block crazybabymen I wanted to die, then. I wanted to destroy the body I was trapped in, become what she was, no matter what it took. No matter how much mutilation or pain. But he looked away, at me. He pulled my face down and pressed my lips against his like he was almost trying to suffocate us both. Francesca Lia Block sadpainsuicide The true warrior isn't immune to fear. She fights in spite of it. Francesca Lia Block spitewarriorfighting If you were a mermaid, you said, If you were a mermaid, I was the sea. Francesca Lia Block mermaidseasaid
