“I don't pay no mind to rules. Seems to me, rules are things made up by scared people too afraid to die, so they can't live. Or too lazy to make their own decisions. Rules are for breakin', as far… — Suzanne Palmieri Copy Share Image
“The only problem is the heart is quiet. It takes a very special kind of person to hear what the heart says. Most can't… — Suzanne Palmieri Copy Share Image
“All the Amore siblings had The Sight in varying degrees, and its fickleness got us into trouble sometimes.” — Suzanne Palmieri Copy Share Image
“You really are a chameleon, aren't you? Fitting in wherever you go. "Aren't we all?" she said...” — Suzanne Palmieri Copy Share Image
“Here's a secret to love," she said. "Always make sure that the man loves you just a breath more than you love him." "Oh Mimi, I love your Papa more than any woman ever loved any man. And still, he loves me a breath more. It's the only healthy way. If a woman loves too much- if her love is… — Suzanne Palmieri Copy Share
“No matter how silly I think it all is, society is still society and we are not free of the burdens of hate.” — Suzanne Palmieri Copy Share Image
“A game like sardines is scary, not so much for the hider but for the seekers. It's scary because you lose your companions and the whole world creeps up quiet and you slowly realize you're going to stumble upon a secret place where everyone will jump out at you. And then, when you are the very last seeker, you start… — Suzanne Palmieri Copy Share
“You can’t heal someone who doesn’t want to get well. You just can’t.” — Suzanne Palmieri Copy Share Image
“You'll be just fine," he said. "Listen to your heart and mind together, that's the trick. Not one or the other, both.” — Suzanne Palmieri Copy Share Image
“[P]eople think that in order for something to be frightening, it has to be dark, musty, and full of cobwebs and secrets. That's a… — Suzanne Palmieri Copy Share Image
“I'm like the moon," he started, "the hidden side of the moon. Not seen because it don't want to be seen. Everyone knows ther's is shadow there, but no one looks. It's like that with me, Byrd. I'm part illuminated, part in shadow-and that part that shines is all you ever wanted to see. But it kept getting smaller, and… — Suzanne Palmieri Copy Share