Francesca Lia Block Quotes

I will go to campus alone dressed in antique silk slips and beat-up cowboy boots and gypsy beads, and I will study poetry. I will sit on the edge of the fountain in the plaza and write.

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Everyone whirled around her, entranced by the stories in which they recognized themselves, but in the stories they were also more than themselves and it always felt at the end fulfilled, not meaningless and empty like life can sometimes feel.

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I want him to see the flowers in my eyes and hear the songs in my hands.

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What sexual preference do you hope she has?” “Happiness.” Isnt that cool?

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My mother says that pain is hidden in everyone you see. She says try to imagine it like big bunches of flowers that everyone is carrying around with them. Think of your pain like a big bunch of red roses, a beautiful thorn necklace. Everyone has one.

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This was not a fearie tale. This was not the movies. This was life. It hurt more. It was excruciating. It was excruciatingly beautiful.

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Stories are like genies...They can carry us into and though our sorrows. Sometimes they burn, sometimes they dance, sometimes they weep, sometimes they sing. Like genies, everyone has one. Like genies, sometimes we forget that we do.
Our stories can set us free...When we set them free.

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You are so intense. Like a storm. It's shocking how intense you are.

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It was always a relief when she came home to him. Like water or food. Like music or that moment when you cut yourself with a knife and squeeze the skin and no blood oozes out.

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If death is your lover, you don't got to be afraid ever that he will ever leave you

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War is being reminded that you are completely at the mercy of death at every moment, without the illusion that you are not. Without the distractions that make life worth living.

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They knew, though, she would not suffer as they had suffered. She was perfect. They were scarred.

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Weetzie could see him-it was a man, a little man in a turban, with a jewel in his nose, harem pants, and curly-toed slippers.
"Lanky Lizards!" Weetzie exclaimed.
"Greetings," said the man in an odd voice, a rich, dark purr.
"Oh, shit!" Weetzie said.
"I beg your pardon? Is that your wish?

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I'll be inside the one who holds you. And then I won't be.

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The true warrior isn't immune to fear. She fights in spite of it.

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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 came when her brother first got sick, but also to keep her from fucking all those assholes.

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Sometimes a wild horse needs to feel that his rider is just a little bit wilder.

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When you look at pain as material it makes all the difference in the world. I thought, the pain that is too big to be eased by its use as material would be a pain I couldn't (and wouldn't want to) even imagine.

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I always wondered what it must be like to lose a twin - if somehow Mary felt it like it was happening to her. If she felt physical pain.

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You have to make your own family, your own life.

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Each of us has a family tree full of stories inside of us, Dirk thought. Each of us has a story blossoming out of us.

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If you want to find the trail, if you want to find yourself, you must explore your dreams alone. You must grow at a slow pace in a dark cocoon of loneliness so you can fly like wind, like wings, when you awaken.

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