revenge is living well with out you. Ellen Hopkins More Quotes by Ellen Hopkins More Quotes From Ellen Hopkins He's solid. "You're fractured." He's hopeful. "You're hopeless." He's always there. "You're half there." He's faithful. "You're so not." He's giving. "You're afraid to give." He's honest. "You lie all the time." He's loving. "You don't know how to love. Ellen Hopkins hopeful giving lying God wasn't love, couldn't be love. Because for me, love was a corpse. Ellen Hopkins corpses Starving for a high, a place to hang out inside my own head. Starving for touch. Pain, even. A way to feel. I need to feel. Ellen Hopkins pain way needs She's no longer afraid to die. What she's afraid of is living, accepting the status quo. Ellen Hopkins status-quo dies accepting Forever has no meaning when you're living in the moment. I wasn't ready for that moment to end. Ellen Hopkins moments forever live-in-the-moment Except when it comes to Mom. She is, and always has been, the driving force in this family. And sometimes that means driving us head-on, no possible change of course, into a wall. Ellen Hopkins wall mom mean Yeah, I know getting high isn't so smart. Ask me if I care. Ellen Hopkins getting-high smart care The love of her life dissolved into dreams. Ellen Hopkins dream But, though I was very much in lust with him, I knew from the start we were nothing like "forever." Maybe because forever is such a scary place. Ellen Hopkins scary forever love In my limited realm of experience, beginnings led to endings. Ellen Hopkins realms Something stirred beneath my skin, some being inside I'd only suspected existed, demon or angel, I couldn't say. Ellen Hopkins demon skins angel I was about six years old, still Daddy's little girl, even though Daddy couldn't care less about me. How could I expect any man every would? Ellen Hopkins girl men years Have you ever had so much to say that your mouth closed up tight struggling to harness the nuclear force coalescing within your words? Have you ever had so many thoughts churning inside you that you didn’t dare let them escape in case they blew you wide open? Have you ever been so angry that you couldn’t look in the mirror for fear of finding the face of evil glaring back at you? Ellen Hopkins mirrors struggle evil When all else fails, dream bigger. Ellen Hopkins bigger failing dream Memory is a tenuous thing. . . . flickering glimpses, blue and white, like ancient, decomposing 16mm film. Happiness escapes me there, where faces are vague and yesterday seems to come tied up in ribbons of pain. Happiness? I look for it intead in today, where memory is something I can still touch, still rely on. I find it in the smiles of new friends, the hope blossoming inside. My happiest memories have no place in the past; they are those I have yet to create. Ellen Hopkins pain memories past It is hard to believe that something that seems so permanent was once so different. Change. I guess that really is one thing you can count on. Ellen Hopkins different seems believe Fear is a better friend than you, who feel nothing, beneath the weight of my pain. Ellen Hopkins pain weight feels Don't you know? We're connected by an invisible chain. It's very long, very light. But also very strong. It can't rust. Can't break. And the only thing that can sever it is if you ever stop loving me. Ellen Hopkins light strong long One Time, One Day between Davie and Roberta , I asked my mom why she persisted, kept on having baby after baby, She looked at me, at a spot between my eyes, blinking like I had suddenly fallen crazy. She paused before answering as if to confide would legitimize my fears. She drew a deep breath, leaned against the chair. I touched her hand and I thought she might cry. Instead she put baby Davie in my arms Pattyn, she said, it's a woman's role. I decided if it was my role, I'd rather disappear. Ellen Hopkins crazy mom baby And this is a kiss like none before, a kiss that could overcome the dark of deep space night. It's a falling star, flame, ice. It's pure as water from a snow-fed mountain spring. This is what you dream a kiss to be. To have a kiss just like this each and every day! How satisfying life would be. Ellen Hopkins stars dream spring
