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 More Quotes by Jennifer Donnelly More Quotes From Jennifer Donnelly Cry your grief to God. Howl to the heavens. Tear your shirt. Your hair. Your flesh. Gouge out your eyes. Carve out your heart. And what will you get from Him? Only silence. Indifference. But merely stand looking at the playbills, sighing because your name is not on them, and the devil himself appears at your elbow full of sympathy and suggestions. And that's why I did it....Because God loves us, but the devil takes an interest. Jennifer Donnelly griefeyeheart But his words fall away. He looks confused. He looks flustered and sorry. Like you do when you run up to someone you think you know and take her arm and she turns around and you were wrong. Jennifer Donnelly confusedsorryrunning I played a role. That is what actors do. But I played it too well. I went too far. And by the time I wanted to stop, to take a bow and leave the stage, it was too late. Jennifer Donnelly rolesactorstoo-late I was only glad to be saved and never once thought to ask why. Jennifer Donnelly askssavedglad Because in a small dark room, a broken child lies on a filthy bed and stares up at a high window. He waits for me, too. And I—I who have failed at everything and have failed everyone—I must not, I cannot, I will not fail him. Jennifer Donnelly darklyingchildren Only the hopeless love God. Jennifer Donnelly hopeless-lovehopelessgod-love He pressed himself into me and kissed my neck, and it was as if everything strong and solid inside me, heart and bones and muscle and gut, softened and melted from the heat of him. Jennifer Donnelly necksstrongheart I grew up on a mixed diet of mass and class, and I still read that way. I hate it when people apologize for what they read. Some bestsellers aren't exactly literary. So what? They're fun and rip-roaring, Who instituted the book police and why do we have to answer them? Grrrrr! Jennifer Donnelly riphatefun I struggled for a long time to get anything published. Jennifer Donnelly long-timelong Beautiful people don't need coats. They've got their auras to keep them warm. Jennifer Donnelly aurasbeautifulpeople She was everything he wanted from his life, the very measure of his dreams. Jennifer Donnelly dreamwantedlove It's only the body that's gone. Only the body. There's a part that doesn't go in the ground, a part that stays inside you forever. Jennifer Donnelly bodygoneforever There was a basket at her feet. She reached into it and lifted out the head of a young woman, a marquise. She wore Bourbon white to her death, but wears the tricolor now - white cheeks, blue lips, red dripping from her neck. Long live the revolution. Jennifer Donnelly whitefeetblue You are a ghost, Andi," she says. "Almost gone." I look at her. I want to say something but I can't get the words out. She squeezes my hands. "Come back to us," she says. And she's gone. Jennifer Donnelly wanthandslooks Because I'm on the phone, Mom!" "Fooling around with your friends again! Who is that?" "Ahmadinejad." "Oh, my goodness! What is he saying?" "That he wants to see Jeezy at the Beacon tonight. Putin's going too. He scalped a ticket from Kim Jong Il. All tha gangstas are going." "Don't be so fresh, young man!" "Gotta go," he says to me. "Enemy forces have dropped a Momshell." "Fall back, solider. Over and out. Jennifer Donnelly mommenfall For the first time in a long time, he didn't think of the past. And of all the things he'd lost. He thought only of the present, and what he had. And how it was so much more than he deserved. And he prayed then that he would never, ever lose it. Jennifer Donnelly longpastthinking Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine. Jennifer Donnelly visionshininginspirational Well, it seems to me that there are books that tell stories, and then there are books that tell truths... The first kind, they show you life like you want it to be. With villains getting what they deserve and the hero seeing what a fool he's been and marrying the heroine and happy endings and all that... But the second kind, they show you life more like it is... The first kind makes you cheerful and contented, but the second kind shakes you up. Jennifer Donnelly cheerfulherobook I will rain down silver and gold for you. I will shatter the black night, break it open, and pour out a million stars. Turn away from the darkness, the madness, the pain. Open your eyes and know that I am here. That I remember and hope. Open your eyes and look at the light. Jennifer Donnelly painstarsrain You can't argue with the dead, no matter what you say, they always have the last word. Jennifer Donnelly lastsmatterarguing
