I play until my fingertips are raw. Until I rip a nail and bleed on the strings. Until my hands hurt so… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
“Jimmy let's out a whistle. "What?" "Your hand." I look at it. My ripped nail is still bleeding. I wipe the red… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
“I take a seat high above the BQE, stare at Manhatten for a bit, and then I play. For hours. I play… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
Because just for a few seconds, someone else hurts, too. For just a few seconds, I'm not alone. — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
I play until my fingers are blue and stiff from the cold, and then I keep on playing. Until I'm lost in… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
I don't like hope very much. In fact, I hate it. It's the crystal meth of emotions. It hooks you fast and… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
They sat quietly together for a few minutes, Joe holding Fiona's hand, Fiona sniffling. No flowery words, no platitudes passed between them.… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
“Yves G. Bonnard, archivero jefe, alias el Poderoso Oz, alias el Gran Inquisidor, alias el Anticristo.” — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
“She wanted to scream her grief to the skies and wail like an animal, but she couldn't.” — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
“ As sure as the seabirds in flight, As sure as the endless deep blue, My love is as certain as sunrise. I vow… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
Cripes Miss Wilcox, they're not guns,' I said. No, they're not Mattie, they're books. And a hundred times more dangerous. — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
He loves the sparkling fountains and their cascades and says the strangest things as he watches them. they look like stars breaking. Or, They… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
Men are the weak ones, luv. Didn't you know? Oh, you make a lot of noise, but its the women who are strong. Where… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
“It's kind of beautiful, this scary world. I still want to go out of it as soon as possible, but when I look around… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
“Cry your grief to God. Howl to the heavens. Tear your shirt. Your hair. Your flesh. Gouge your eyes. Carve out your heart. And… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
“Humans are selfish creatures who can always be counted on to do the wrong thing.” — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
DNA tells you all the secrets of life,’ he used to say. Except for one—how to live it. — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
Because beautiful things never last. Not roses nor snow… And not fireworks, either — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
There is only one thing I fear now-love. For I have seen it and I have felt it and I know that it is… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
“And then I remember this morning and I wonder if it really happened or if I dreamed it. It was nice. And weird. And… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
