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You hurt her by starving yourself, you hurt her with your lies, and by fighting everybody who tries to help you. Emma can only sleep a couple of hours a night now. She's haunted by nightmares of monsters that eat our whole family. They eat us slowly, she says, so we can feel their sharp teeth.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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I knit the afternoon away. I knit reasons for Elijah to come back. I knit apologies for Emma. I knit angry knots and slipped stitches for every mistake I ever made, and I knit wet, swollen stitches that look awful. I knit the sun down.
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knitting
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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The same boys who got detention in elementary school for beating the crap out of people are now rewarded for it. They call it football.
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high-school
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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267c5bb
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It doesn't hurt. Nothing hurts except the small smiles and blushes that flash across the room like tiny sparrows.
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laurie-halse-anderson
speak
valentines-day
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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116bf3c
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Oppressive bastards, think they own the place. I told them that karma's going to kick their asses....
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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af1c22d
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I'd treat myself to a reading marathon all weekend. All the ice cream I could eat, all the pages I could read. .
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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I see IT in the hallway. IT goes to Merryweather. IT is walking with Aubrey cheerleader. IT is my nightmare and I can't wake up.IT sees me. IT smiles and winks. Good thing my lips are stitched together or I'd throw up.
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0f48672
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I watch the Eruptions. Mount Dad, long dormant, now considered armed and dangerous. Mount Saint Mom, oozing lava, spitting flame. Warn the villagers to run into the sea.
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funny
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88d99f6
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Emma is a mattress who got thrown off the truck when her parents split up. It's not like you can blame a mattress when people don't tie it down tight enough.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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bbe74af
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Puke and starve and cut and drink because you don't want to feel any of this. Puke and starve and cut and drink because you need an anesthetic and it works. For awhile. But then the anesthetic turns into poison and by then it's to late because you are maintaining it now,straight into your soul. It is rotting you and you can't stop.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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45e3cfc
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All that crap you hear on TV about communication and expressing feelings is a lie. Nobody really wants to hear what you have to say.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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d69e5a3
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To keep up appearances, I stomp my room and slam the door.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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a541ba4
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I am learning how to be angry and sad and lonely and joyful and excited and afraid and happy.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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2d5a20c
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She cannot chain my soul. Yes, she could hurt me. She'd already done so...I would bleed, or not. Scar, or not. Live, or not. But she could not hurt my soul, not unless I gave it to her.
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hurt
inspirational
life
soul
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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4df928c
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Dead girl walking" the boys say in the halls. "Tell us your secrets" the girls whisper, one toilet to another. "I am that girl. I am the spaces between my thighs, daylight shinning through. I am the bones they want, wired on a porcelain frame."
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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c0aa793
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I cry to let everything out
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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50e50f8
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They yell at me because I can't see what they see. Nobody can explain to me why my eyes work different than theirs. Nobody can make it stop.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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af5206a
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There's no point in asking why, even though everybody will. I know why. The harder question is "why not?" I can't believe she ran out of answers before I did."
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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4cb087a
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Sometimes being an adult means doing the right thing, even if it's not what you want.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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babde3f
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I want to go to sleep and not wake up, but I don't want to die.
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lia
quote
wintergirls
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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7c3771d
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What do you miss about being alive?" The sound of my mom singing, a little off-key. The way my dad went to all my swim meets and I could hear his whistle when my head was underwater, even if he did yell at me afterward for not trying harder. I miss going to the library. I miss the smell of clothes fresh out of the dryer. I miss diving off the highest board and nailing the landing. I miss waffles" - p. 272."
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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2d49492
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The one good thing about being kind of shy is that nobody bugs you when you want to be left alone.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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f06386e
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People who have to announce that they are trustworthy deserve to be lied to.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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e21b63f
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We swore sacred oaths to be strong and to save the planet and to be friends forever.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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70fc861
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None of [the books are] worth reading. There are no fairy tales, no faerie tails, no sword-swinging princesses or lightning-throwing gods.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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c6b6c11
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They say they have noticed me drawing. I almost tell them right then and there. They noticed.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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103ca16
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I am locked into the mirror and there is no door out.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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f15d54f
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He says a million things without saying a word. I have never heard a more eloquent silence.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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dc07cd6
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Don't expect to make a difference unless you speak up for yourself.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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485f59e
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Where did you live before you came here?" I asked. "The moon," he said smoothly. "We left because the place had no atmosphere."
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sarcasm
sass
the-impossible-knife-of-memory
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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b51c8dc
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No, I am never setting foot in this house again it scares me and makes me sad and I wish you could be a mom whose eyes worked but I don't think you can.
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moms
relationships
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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d99418a
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I am not going to think about it. It was ugly, but it's over, and I'm not going to think about it.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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Too much sun after a Syracuse winter does strange things to your head, makes you feel strong, even if you aren't.
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sun
syracuse
weather
winter
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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8970ee5
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You're the one who doesn't understand, I've been standing on the edge with you for years.
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hayley-kincain
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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577bd21
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I am so sorry. I wish you knew even one tenth of one percent of how sorry I am. ...It was my fault. Can I kill myself here, or should I do it outside, so the mess on your carpet doesn't upset your mother?
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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d91e188
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Didn't help to ponder things that were forever gone. It only made a body restless and fill up with bees, all wanting to sting something.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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I can't do everything for you. You must walk alone to find your soul.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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Eating plain toast will detonate her. "I'll have some honey." When the bread is done I scrape on a microscopic layer of it and pour a cup of coffee, black. She pretends not to listen or watch as I crunch through my breakfast. I pretend that I don't notice her pretending."
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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The light beyond my eyes flashflashflashes with a hundred futures for me. Doctor. Ship's captain. Forest ranger. Librarian. Beloved of that man or that women or those children or those people who voted for me or who painted my picture. Poet. Acrobat. Engineer. Friend. Guardian. Avenging whirlwind. A million futures--not all pretty, not all long, but all of them mine. I do have a choice" - p. 271"
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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I don't just use yarn from a store. I buy old sweaters from consignment shops. The older the better, and unravel them. There are countries of women in this scarf/shawl/blanket. Soon it will be big enough to keep me warm.
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cold
eating-disorders
warm
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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e17e4ac
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Because I am still a little girl who believes in Santa and the tooth fairy and you.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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cf1a601
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I wanted to pull down a book, open it proper, and gobble up page after page
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reading
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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af1b47c
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If I run or breathe too deep, the cheap stitches holding me together will snap, and all the stickiness inside will pour out and burn through the concrete.
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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6922e72
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I pull my lower lip all the way in between my teeth. If I try hard enough, maybe I can gobble my whole self this way.... I didn't try hard enough to swallow myself.
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high-school
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Laurie Halse Anderson |