“Weaver always says freedom is like Sloan's Liniment, always promising more than it delivers.” — Jennifer Donnelly Freedom Copy Share Image
“Isabelle had cut off her toes, but sometimes she could still feel them. Maman had cut out her heart. Sometimes, she could… — Jennifer Donnelly Heart Copy Share Image
Had you but seen it, I promise you, your high-minded principles would have melted like candle wax. Never would you have wished… — Jennifer Donnelly Candle Copy Share Image
“I'm so glad you're not dumb, Yaz," Neela said. Yazeed shot her a sidelong glance. " I thought you were going to… — Jennifer Donnelly Neela Said Copy Share Image
I play until my fingertips are raw. Until I rip a nail and bleed on the strings. Until my hands hurt so… — Jennifer Donnelly Doe Copy Share Image
Because in a small dark room, a broken child lies on a filthy bed and stares up at a high window. He… — Jennifer Donnelly Bed Copy Share Image
The King walks. He nods. His glance is like God's touch - under it all things spring to life. A wave of… — Jennifer Donnelly Beats Copy Share Image
The guitar's still around me. I slip it off and put it down. I want to feel him. To feel his breath… — Jennifer Donnelly Feel Copy Share Image
“As I nodded and smiled and umm-hmm 'd and oh, my 'd my way down the drive, I wondered if boys had… — Jennifer Donnelly Humor Copy Share Image
“It's not pride I'm feeling. It's another sin. Worse than all the other ones, which are immediate, violent, and hot. This one… — Jennifer Donnelly Pride 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 Hurt Copy Share Image
“Because I don't care anymore, Ms. Beezemeyer, I want to say. Not about Amade Malherbeau, my classes, college or much of anything.… — Jennifer Donnelly Gray 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 Bad news Copy Share Image
I will go out again this very night with my rockets and fuses. I will blow them straight out of their comfortable… — Jennifer Donnelly Bed Copy Share Image
For the first time in a long time, he didn't think of the past. And of all the things he'd lost. He… — Jennifer Donnelly First time Copy Share Image
You are a ghost, Andi," she says. "Almost gone." I look at her. I want to say something but I can't get… — Jennifer Donnelly Ghost 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… — Jennifer Donnelly Death 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… — Jennifer Donnelly Fossil Copy Share Image
