Everything was fine, but Weetzie wanted a baby. “How could you want one?” My Secret Agent Lover Man said. “There are way… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
You always fed strays and bent down to talk to the dogs you met on the street, looking straight into their eyes… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
If you were a mermaid, you said, If you were a mermaid, I was the sea. — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
He said, You're so tiny, like a doll, you look like you might break. I wanted him to break me. Part of… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
My mother said, "kiss him, darling, it's easy so natural" and I thought to myself, not with lips of stone, dear mother,… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
L.A. kills people.' Jacaranda said. 'You're lucky you're leaving. You'll be able to write.' She looked paler, going through another depression, smoking… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
There’s nowhere to escape,” Dobey said, jamming his hands into his pockets and staring into the Valley. That’s not true, baby,” said… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
You asked me who I thought I was before. I said maybe I was a fish because I love water and you… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
Okay. I wish for world peace,” Weetzie said. “I am sorry,” the genie said. “I cant grant that wish. Its out of… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
He said that black sheeps express everyone else's anger and pain. It's not that they have all the anger and pain-they're just… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
It was like when we were little kids and we played games on the ivy-covered hillside in the backyard. We were warriors… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
...It felt like they were telling each other secrets. Everything they said felt like that—whispered, tender, full of other meanings, like when… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
Ugster vinyl pumps, Partridge Family records, plastic daisy jewelry, old postcards. . . . It's a magpie Christmas market. — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
Sometimes I wanted to peel away all of my skin and find a different me underneath. — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
The circus tent was flowing pale in the rain like a fleshy flower lit from within. It seemed to bloom in the downpour. Drops… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
I think depression creates in me an urgent need to write, but I also believe that daily stress, and even the positive stress of… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
“It’s hard to remember what you fall in love with. Usually it is an expression in the eyes, an exchange, or a gesture or… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
“Weetzie and My Secret Agent Lover Man and Dirk and Duck and Cherokee and Witch Baby and Slinkster Dog and Go-Go Girl and the… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
“When you look at pain as material it makes all the difference in the world. I thought, the pain that is too big to… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
If Death is your father, you don't ever have to worry about what part of his body the disease will strike next. If Death… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
“My mind is like the valley—this vast barren waste. Car lots. Malls. Tract homes. I know there are other worlds beyond it—of canyons full… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
“And then I cried a flood of tears as if I really were a mermaid who had absorbed too much sea into herself. The… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
“Sylvie wishes the anti-depressants had been around when she was in her early twenties, not only to rescue her from the dark tunnels that… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
