I wrote before I could write. I got my hands on a journal, maybe a hand-me-down; I had three older siblings. My first entries are in the handwriting of the sister closets in age (5 years my senior). She must… — Julianna Baggott Copy Share Image
“To know someone, to be known. That matters more than he'd ever thought it would.” — Julianna Baggott Copy Share
She glances back before stepping into the alley, and she catches her grandfather looking at her the way he does sometimes--as if she's already… — Julianna Baggott Copy Share
So far, I should be calm and more specifically not like that...Anything else? Would you like to do surgery on my personality? How about… — Julianna Baggott Copy Share
I am deeply Catholic and always will be, but I'm no longer a member of the church. I left in 2003 because of the… — Julianna Baggott Copy Share
“You're a hero here.' 'I don't want to be a hero.' 'What do you want?' 'I want to be a leader.” — Julianna Baggott Copy Share
“When I met you, I thought we were meant for each other, even though, in some ways, seemed very different and we kept fighting.… — julianna baggott Copy Share
Love is a luxury. It's something that people are allowed to indulge in when they're not simply trying to survive and keep other people… — Julianna Baggott Copy Share
“My memories will be erased and then I'll be force-fed the story from the society pages?” — Julianna Baggott Copy Share
“How do you know me?" she says. He looks at her through his narrow eyes. "I was," he says. "You were what?" she asks.… — Julianna Baggott Copy Share
I've never thought there was anything I could hope to get by praying for it. — Julianna Baggott Copy Share
Try to think of writing as a gift - more complexly put: it is the curse and the cure. — Julianna Baggott Copy Share
Basically if you burst into my office the walls themselves will flutter as if alive - maybe that's the reason for all the wings… — Julianna Baggott Copy Share
But there it is: Everyone is alone, for life, and maybe that's not such a bad thing. — Julianna Baggott Copy Share
Sometimes when reading aloud to my husband, I'll start crying. It completely stuns me. As if the words in my body and on the… — Julianna Baggott Copy Share
