“Please tell a story about a girl who gets away.” I would, even if I had to adapt one, even if I had to make one up just for her. “Gets away from what, though?” “From her fairy godmother. From… — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
“Juju is not enough to protect you. Everything you have I will turn against you. I'll turn sugar bitter for you. I'll take your… — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
I do tend to feel more connected to dead writers, perhaps because they have finished their work. — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
“People don’t make too much money around here, but what comes with that is a different definition of what it means to be well-off.… — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
“He looked honored, extraordinarily honored, seeming to care for that which tore his flesh than he did for the flesh itself, embracing the blade… — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
“White-flowered shrubs thickened around her and so did sleep; it directed her limbs. Lie down now, sleep said sweetly. Lie down. These are the… — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
I don't despise 'Don Quixote,' but it is a book I don't... get. I'll have to come back it. Maybe there'll be a gateway… — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
“I think her favorite thing about our . . . collaboration was her actor and musician friends rubbing shoulders with my academic colleagues, she… — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
“After half an hour the Senora emerged, short of breath, with flushed cheeks…as uf she'd been seized and shaken like a faulty thermometer.” — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
“It was the usual struggle between one who loves by accepting burdens and one who loves by refusing to be” — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
“Pops says he loves me just the way I am, but not everyone in the world is like my father. Maman, for example. A… — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
“With boys there was a fundamental assumption that they had a right to be there—not always, but more often than not. With girls, Why… — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
The more forcibly I'm made aware of the fact that I'll never be the kind of storyteller I most admire, the less I'll be… — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
The girl was lighter without her heart. She danced barefoot on the hot roads, and her feet were not cut by the glass or… — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
“So her missing person's poster features a girl with long hair and dreamy eyes that don't see the fracture coming.” — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
