Theta blew out another plume of cigarette smoke. “Not interested. Love’s messy, kiddo. Let those other girls get moony-eyed and goofy. Me?… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
I love to be scared. Not, 'Hey, I think I smell smoke...' scared, but creepy, paranoid, what's-that-out-there-in-the-dark, ghost story scared. It's no… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Harold Brodie is a louse and a lothario who cheats at cards and has a different girl in his rumble seat every… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
She was too much—for Zenith, Ohio. She’d tried at times to make herself smaller, to fit neatly into the ordered lines of… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
She holds up a finger. "I'm getting to it. Don't rush a girl in the middle of her exposition. — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Didn't you have any sadistic nannies who told you these tales to keep you quiet and well behaved at night? Heavens, what's… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Maybe girls need an island to find themselves. Maybe they need a place where no one's is watching them so they can… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
I knew it. You’re an alien,” said her former best friend, the pale, bespectacled creature with the spectacular cleavage. “Yes, I’m an… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
No one asks how or what I am doing. They could not care less. We’re all looking glasses, we girls, existing only… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
She was chosen,' Mae insists. No, you're wrong,' I say. 'She was only a girl.'... She was gone for some time. You… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
I've had so many bikini waxes, I cry every time I see a Popsicle stick. — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Please do not strain yourself, Miss Doyle. I won't have my girls going cross-eyed in the name of art. — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Why should we girls not have the same privileges as men? Why do we police ourselves so stringently- whittling each other down… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
In school, they would tell you that life wouldn’t come to you; you had to go out and make it your own.… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Wanna rock you, girl, with a butterfly tunic. / No, I'm not gay, I'm just your emo enuch. / Gonna smile real… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Why do girls always feel like they have to apologize for giving an opinion or taking up space in the world? Have… — 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
