She didn't like being twelve. It felt like someplace between who she'd been and who she was about to be. It felt like no place at all. Alice Hoffman More Quotes by Alice Hoffman More Quotes From Alice Hoffman Unrequited love is so boring. Weeping under a blue-black sky is for suckers or maniacs. Alice Hoffman unrequited-loveskylove-is A boy who is trouble is something entirely different as a man. Alice Hoffman differentmenboys Margaret thought of all she knew for certain, that day would always follow night that love was never wasted nor was it lost. Alice Hoffman certainlostnight The sisters were glad to be together. They had the easy sort of relationship where they didn't have to speak to be understood. Alice Hoffman speakeasytogether Always keep mint on your windowsill in August, to ensure that buzzing flies will stay outside, where they belong. Don't think the summer is over, even when roses droop and turn brown and the stars shift position in the sky. Never presume August is a safe or reliable time of the year. Alice Hoffman starssummerthinking Love ambushed you, it lay in wait, dormant for days or years. It was the red thread, the peach stone, the kiss, the forgiveness. It came after you, it escaped you, it was invisible, it was everything. Alice Hoffman kissingwaitingyears Do what you want, do what you will, do what you have to, do what you think you cannot. Alice Hoffman what-you-wantwantthinking If we had paid attention, we would have understood there are some things in this world you cannot outrun. Alice Hoffman understoodattentionworld Even as a small child, I understood that woman had secrets, and that some of these were only to be told to daughters. In this way we were bound together for eternity. Alice Hoffman daughtersecretchildren I wept to think that life went on even when so much had been lost, that rain still fell and myrtle grew between the rocks. Alice Hoffman rocksrainthinking He stepped off the pavement like a man jumping off a bridge, as calm as a swimmer with an ocean out below. Lucy had known what he was going to do the instant their eyes met. She'd know what he intended because she would have done the very same thing if she'd had his courage. Nothing was going to break his fall. Alice Hoffman oceaneyefall I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. Alice Hoffman down-anddreamlying You are only worthy of what you prove yourself to be. Alice Hoffman proving-yourselfproveworthy The only people out at this hour were ones who couldn't sleep,those haunted by one thing or another:love thwarted, love lost, love thrown away. They were the sort of people who didn't want to be noticed, who wanted to slip through shadows, be alone with their despair. Alice Hoffman lost-lovesleeppeople Our house was littered with books- in the kitchen, under the beds, stuck between the couch pillows--far too many for her the ever finish. I suppose I thought if my grandmother kept up her interests, she wouldn't die; she'd have to stay around to finish the books she was so fond of. "I've got to get to the bottom of this one," she'd say, as if a book were no different from a pond or a lake. I thought she'd go on reading forever but it didn't work out that way. Alice Hoffman grandmotherreadingbook She liked to disappear, even when she was in the same room as other people. It was a talent, as it was a curse. Alice Hoffman talentpeoplerooms She was disappearing a little more each day, so thin, so frail, a wisp of smoke. One day she would surely vanish altogether, and there was no way to stop her. Alice Hoffman one-dayeach-daylittles Are people drawn to each other because of the stories they carry inside? Alice Hoffman storiespeople The voice that arises out of the silence is something no one can imagine until it is heard. It roars when it speaks, it lies to you and convinces you, it steals from you and leaves you without a single word of comfort. Alice Hoffman voicesilencelying The more you feel, the stronger you are. Alice Hoffman strongerfeels
