“...We're never prepared for how much we love our children, for how much we wish we could protect them by being perfect.” — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
She was tired of being told how it was by this generation, who’d botched things so badly. They’d sold their children a… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
I told myself it was the snow—she couldn’t possibly get to Philadelphia on the roads. I told myself a hundred lies. Children… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“Mrs. Nightwing glances at the box in my hands. She clears her throat."I understand you've decided against Mr. Middleton."... It's best to… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Come awake, Tom. Fathers can willfully hurt their children. They can be addicts too weak to give up their vices, no matter… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Did they find something wanting in you, Gemma, at the party? You didn’t speak too freely or behave…strangely?” I grew claws and… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“The wind swoops over the tenements on Orchard Street, where some of those starry-eyed dreams have died and yet other dreams are… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Pastoralia by George Saunders. Possibly my favorite book. Its one of the weirdest books Ive ever read. If Monty Python and Thomas… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
...I do have to wonder what sort of childhood the Grimm brothers endured. They are not a merry bunch of storytellers, what… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“Barry, let me give you a history lesson, Ladybird Hope-style. When the Vietnamese got kids hooked on drugs and we had to… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“Why does it always seem that I have only the shadow of my father? I'm like a child constantly grabbing at his… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“I have never felt more ridiculous. If this is what it means to be a woman I am not the slightest bit interested.” — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“The King of Crows raked his fingers across the dark until it bled. He licked the blood from his fingers with a forked tongue.… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
It is how it has always been. We will accept the legacy of our ancestors,' Asha says, smiling, and in her smile I do… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“Spare a copper for our cause?" the girl with the coin cup asks, her voice weary. "I can spare more than that," I say.… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
As one, they leap, laughing, and that is where we leave them - mouths open, arms spread wide, fingers splayed to take in the… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
I am for hockey. I find I should like to hit something with a stick. -Gemma Doyle Trilogy — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
There are times when I wish I could go back and change the course of my life. Make different choices...But the past cannot be… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“Sexuality is not meant to be this way - an honest, consensual expression in which a girl might take an active role when she… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
There is no greater power on this earth than story.” Will paced the length of the room. “People think boundaries and borders build nations.… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Heaven's brightest and best-loved angel, who was cast out for inspiring a rebellion against God. Having lost Heaven, Lucifer and his rebel angels vowed… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
