“How can I be expected to be trapped for the rest of my life by a man frozen in time?” — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
Because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. It is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“When the dead are done with the living, the living can go on to other things.” — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“When was it all right to let go not only of the dead but of the living - to learn to accept?” — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“Your sordid life is your sordid life. You shouldn't live it if you don't like it.” — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“This little girl's grown up by now," she said. Almost. Not quite. I wish you all a long and happy life.” — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“The living room seemed to be where no living ever actually occurred.” — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“In the midst of your failure, you were slowly building the life that you wanted anyway” — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
When the dead are done with the living, the living can go on to other things," Franny said. "What about the dead?"… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“Ruth had been a girl haunted and now she would be a woman haunted. First by accident and now by choice. All… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
It's very weird to succeed at thirty-nine years old and realize that in the midst of your failure, you were slowly building… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
I was motivated to write about violence because I believe it's not unusual. I see it as just a part of life,… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“When you begin to go over the edge, life receding from you as a boat recedes inevitably from shore, you hold on… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“Everything in her wanted to run -fly back to California, back to her quiet existence working among strangers. Hiding out in the… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
The dead are never exactly seen by the living, but many people seem acutely aware of something changed around them. They speak… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“And a soul would run by a living being, touch them softly on the shoulder or cheek, and continue on its way… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
Once released from life, having lost it in such violence, I couldn’t calculate my steps. I didn’t have time for contemplation. In… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
And there she was, alone and walking out in the cornfield while everyone else I cared for sat together in one room.… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
He had a moment of clarity about how life should be lived: not as a child or as a woman. They were… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
He would find his Susie,inside his young son. Give that love to the living. — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
When I was raped I lost my virginity and almost lost my life. I also discarded certain assumptions I had held about… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
She liked to imagine that when she passed the world looked after her, but she also knew how anonymous she was. — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“The events that my death wrought were merely the bones of a body that would become whole at some unpredictable time in… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
Now I am in the place I call this wide wide Heaven because it includes all my simplest desires but also the most humble… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
These things, she felt, were not to be passed around like disingenuous party favors. She kept an honor code with her journals and her… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
I don't think ignorance is a way that you gain distance on something. — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“There are secret rooms inside us,” I had said to my therapist. “A relatively benign construct,” he said, and so I did not bother… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“And a soul would run by a living being, touch them softly on the shoulder or cheek, and continue on its way to heaven.… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“My little brother's greatest fear was that the one person who meant so much to him would go away. He loved Lindsey and Grandma… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“She listened for the pain in my words, not to the narrative itself. She was intuiting what it meant to me, what was most… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
The relationship with the words someone uses is more intimate and integrated than just a quick read and a blurb can ever be. This… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
