Quote by Emma Bull Download Open image ““You're good, did you know that?' Oh, yes.”” — Emma Bull ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.5 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“course: If I am never good at anything else, I know I am good at this.” — Alyssa Mastromonaco Copy Share Image
“What is good? And, what is bad? Do you really believe that you know enough to tell the difference?” — Srini Chandra Copy Share Image
“How does it feel to know that even at my worst, you're still not good enough?” — Courtney Summers Copy Share Image
“Is negative space the space you don't like, or the space that is not there? And if it's not there how can you tell?” — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
“Falkner sometimes thought her heart was a voodoo doll, full of pins. One each for Ben and the girls. One for each member of… — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
“The way to get through normal life is to pretend it isn't getting to you. If you let on that you're hurt, the other… — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
She has her own glamour, Willy lad. All poets do, all the bards and artists, all the musicians who truly take the music into… — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
Coincidence is the word we use when we can't see the levers and pulleys. — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
“Here's what I think I'm having trouble with: this is what happiness is. When I was a kid, I thought I'd just get happier and happier as I got older, and have more things to be happy about. I based this theory on observation of select adults. The problem with my results is that I couldn't tell the difference then… — Emma Bull Copy Share
Could I make you believe something that wasn't true?' He studied her through his eyelashes. 'You could make me believe anything at all. — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
She lifted her head. "It's easier," she said, slowly, "to be angry on someone else's behalf than on my own. And yet I find… — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
“I love you like my own sister. Which is why I won't hesitate to tell you that I don't believe it.” — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
They don't know how the world is shaped. And so they give it a shape, and try to make everything fit it. They separate… — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
“Every motion she made was slow, as if she’d never before put her arms around a man, and didn’t know for certain where everything fit. When at last they were pressed close, she didn’t think she’d know how to let go when the time came. They summarized the course of passion with kisses: a chaste, half-frightened brush of the lips… — Emma Bull Copy Share
