Who wants to recover? It took me years to get that tiny. I wasn't sick; I was strong. — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
The only number that would ever be enough is 0. Zero pounds, zero life, size zero, double-zero, zero point. Zero in tennis… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
There is no magic cure, no making it all go away forever. There are only small steps upward; an easier day, an… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“I want to eat like a normal person eats, but I need to see my bones or I will hate myself even… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“They said I had to get fatter. I told them my goal was 080.00 and if they wanted my respect, they'd better… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
I want to go to sleep and not wake up, but I don't want to die. I want to eat like a… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“Another page turns on the calendar, April now, not March. …. I am spinning the silk threads of my story, weaving the… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“Why? You want to know why? Step into a tanning booth and fry yourself for two or three days. After your skin… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
Why? You want to know why? Listen to the whispers that curl into your head at night, calling you ugly and fat… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“The word ghost sounds like memory. The word therapy means exorcism” — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share
“I have this halfway place, a rest stop on the road to sleep, where I can stay for hours. I don't even need to… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share
I can see us, living in the woods, her wearing that A, me with a S maybe, S for silent, S for stupid, for… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share
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… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share
Cutting pain was a different flavor of hurt. It made it easier not to think about having my body and my family and my… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share
I am learning how to be angry and sad and lonely and joyful and excited and afraid and happy. — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share
“Leaning against my father, the sadness finally broke open inside me, hollowing out my heart and leaving me bleeding. My feet felt rooted in… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share
“All that crap you hear on TV about communication and expressing feelings is a lie. Nobody really wants to hear what you have to… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share
I've dealt with depression my entire life, on and off, which makes me the perfect author for teenage readers. — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share
“What did it feel like to die? Was it a peaceful sleep? Some thought it was full of either trumpet-blowing angels or angry devils.… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share
