That was what her parents did not understand—and had never understood—about stories. Liza told herself storied as though she was weaving and knotting an endless rope. Then, no matter how dark or terrible the pit she found herself in, she could pull herself out, inch by inch and hand over hand, on the long rope of stories.
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Related She felt as she often did in class when she was nearly sure she had the right answer, but could not ... CATHERYNNE M. VALENTE She let out a laugh, and then she put her hand over her mouth, like she was angry at herself for for... JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER My mother told me many stories about her childhood in Cuba. Living there had a profound impact on he... RACHEL KUSHNER She hugged herself and told herself that she was brave, and she almost believed herself [...] NEIL GAIMAN She lived by herself and all she had was her Social Security. She made all the beads herself. DEBBIE DOOL She had grown older. And he loved her more now than he had loved her when he understood her better, ... MICHAEL ONDAATJE The latter part of her stay in Voronezh had been the happiest period in Princess Marya's life. Her l... LEO TOLSTOY Her silent singing wrapped around the story she was telling herself, which she extended further ever... ALICE MUNRO although she went home that night feeling happier than she had ever been in her short life, she did ... E. LOCKHART She was experiencing some personal reversals and was upset and found herself doing what she did. MARIANNE PASHA She told me that
the people in her head were telling her what to do. (Then) she rolled over and s... DONA BAILEY Oh yeah. It was a little black gun she had in her hand. I saw that. Just as clear as can be. And she... BARB BRUSSEAU She raised one hand and flexed its fingers and wondered, as she had sometimes before, how this thing... IAN MCEWAN But as she continued and finished her tale, I could tell that her heart was elsewhere, and when she ... KELLY BARNHILL I will be very careful the next time I fall in love , she told herself. Also, she had made a p... RICHARD BRAUTIGAN Her eyes stung from crying for so long and having some tears dry on them. Her body was weak from the... ROXANNA ALIBA KAZIBWE She had been looking all along for a friend, and it took her a while to discover that a lover was no... TONI MORRISON Fuck, she was so sick of herself—herself and her fucking emotional retardation. How did people do ... STACIA KANE She was a lovely person who involved herself with other seniors. She was very interested in what was... CYNTHIA LEE She existed in her friends; there she was. All the parts of herself she'd forgotten. She knew hersel... ANN BRASHARES The insistent drums were an unwelcome reminder of the existence of another world, wholly autonomous,... PAUL BOWLES Anna had been preparing herself for this meeting, had thought what she would say to him, but she did... LEO TOLSTOY Often, as she leafed through the sticky, plastic-coated pages, spotting herself with a frizzy perm o... STEWART O'NAN Drowning yourself won't help, she told herself sternly. Now, drowning Will, on the other hand... CASSANDRA CLARE At some point, she didn't know when or for how long, she found herself lost, lost in a song. Her eye... JAMES MORRIS Fuck, she was so sick of herself-herself and her fucking emotional retardation. How did people do th... STACIA KANE there were moments throughout the whole day when she had to shake herself because she found her thou... SAMANTHA YOUNG She found herself longing for home-not just for the hotel but for New York and all the real novels t... ANNA GODBERSEN Adrian had always found it amusing that a guy could be drilling Stacia up her ass while she consider... JESS C. SCOTT She imagined herself both queen and slave, dominatrix and victim. In her imagination she was making ... PAULO COELHO The spectator-buyer is meant to envy herself as she will become if she buys the product. She is mean... JOHN BERGER It was as bad as the summer that her mother had taken the training wheels off Coraline's bicycle;but... NEIL GAIMAN She was a grown-up, divorced woman now, on her own. She'd gotten herself this far, she could get her... CAROL GRACE She could not picture it. Herself riding on the subway or streetcar, caring for new horses, talking ... ALICE MUNRO To Cassidy, the panopticon wasn't a metaphor. It was the greatest failing on everything she was, a p... ROBYN SCHNEIDER When a woman buys shoes, she takes them out of the box and looks at herself in the mirror. But she i... CHRISTIAN LOUBOUTIN She was depressed. I told her to calm herself down. JAVIER GARCIA She called herself Starla, Queen of the Nile, and she had me from the first moment I saw her walk on... EMMA ROSE KRAUS She herself is a haunted house. She does not possess herself; her ancestors sometimes come and peer ... ANGELA CARTER She called herself an angel, and wandered the world from girlhood till death. She lived every kind o... ROMAN PAYNE A woman must continually watch herself. She is almost continually accompanied by her own image of he... JOHN BERGER She herself had never been able to be altogether herself: it had been denied her. D.H. LAWRENCE She would defend herself, saying that love, no matter what else it might be, was a natural talent. S... GABRIEL GARCíA MáRQUEZ Jo's face was a study next day, for the secret rather weighed upon her, and she found it hard not to... LOUISA MAY ALCOTT I don't want any promises, I won't have false hopes, I won't be romantic about myself. I can't live ... KATHERINE ANNE PORTER In one swift motion she’s out of his arms twirling about. Startled and then ecstatic, she feels li... SOLANGE NICOLE She closed her eyes and jumped. For a moment she felt herself hang suspended, free of everything. Th... CASSANDRA CLARE I hope you find your truth and when you do, you stand in the middle of it strong, beautiful and nimb... SASHA GRAHAM She gave the impression that she had somehow slipped off her leash. As though she was taking herself... ARUNDHATI ROY What was a little dark, anyway? Just no sun, [Petra] reminded herself as her sneakers pounded toward... BLUE BALLIETT But the more Emma recognised her love, the more she crushed it down, that it might not be evident, t... GUSTAVE FLAUBERT And she knew him and so herself, for although she had always known herself she had never been able t... ITALO CALVINO She tried to tear herself away from him. The effort broke against his arms that had not felt it. Her... AYN RAND She liked books more than anything else, and was, in fact, always inventing stories of beautiful thi... FRANCES HODGSON BURNETT Emma convinced herself she'd lost him because she was fast. She was also adept at convincing herself... KRESLEY COLE She found herself wondering at what point in her life she had ceased to be Gulliver and had become t... ERICA BAUERMEISTER If someone had told Allie that she would commit a premeditated act of murder, she would not have bel... NEAL SHUSTERMAN Choosing a path meant having to miss out on others. She had a whole life to live, and she was always... PAULO COELHO That was big and that's what Camille can do. She's a great defensive player. Earlier in the season, ... ANTHONY SMITH She wasn’t afraid of difficulties; what frightened her was being forced to choose one particular p... PAULO COELHO ….Nothing was inevitable. She had not chosen this way. It was her fate. It had been decided since ... LAURIE MATTHEW ...though she had not had the strength to shake off the spell that bound her to him she had lost all... EDITH WHARTON Tee knew she was staring, but she just couldn’t seem to stop herself. Why couldn’t she stop hers... ALLY FLEMING She didn’t have a good reason for most of what she did. Mostly, she went by what seemed right in t... JOSEPH FINK She said, 'I told him that I was going to leave.' She was uneasy. She wasn't herself. BERNADETTE MCELROY She put others before herself and yet you hate her. What did she do to you? EDWARD KITSIS AND ADAM HOROWITZ I've been talking to myself a lot lately. I don't know what that's about, but my mother was the same... DAN CHAON Phoebe Marks was a person who never lost her individuality. Silent and self-contained, she seemed to... MARY ELIZABETH BRADDON We miss her. She had a happy life ... she was at a point in her life where she was comfortable with ... AMY URIELL Never did she find anything so difficult as to keep herself from losing her temper when she was sudd... FRANCES HODGSON BURNETT I was right there on launch pad 39B, looking up at those grand towers thinking about my teacher and ... ANDY VIOLETTE She was a young person of many theories; her imagination was remarkably active. It had been her fort... HENRY JAMES She nodded... and was about to turn away. Then, as if she thought better of it, she reached out and ... MELISSA DE LA CRUZ She was the one holding the thing together. She was very certain of her herself. ALEX PANTAROTTO She is a rare soul, she has this infectious energy that makes you want to run next to her, she belon... NIKKI ROWE Toy is talking and this is why I love her. She can go on about herself ceaselessly and like the scra... ERICA LORRAINE SCHEIDT I came over and she told me she was planning to admit herself the next day, ... I was kind of taken ... ANNE SEXTON Before her angry impulses got the better of her, she admonished herself that she was born to win and... ANNA GODBERSEN A sharp pain in her chest became more intoxicating with each breath she took. There it was. The reas... COURTNEY GIARDINA She felt a cage coming down around her; too late she realized that he had her trapped by the heart. ... JODI PICOULT She's just come undone," her mother had whispered on the phone to her aunt Bella. It was an old coll... KARIN SLAUGHTER It did no good to cry, she had learned that early on. She had also learned that every time she tried... STIEG LARSSON The adversary she found herself forced to fight was not worth matching or beating; it was not a supe... AYN RAND She did not care very much for other little girls, but if she had plenty of books she could console ... FRANCES HODGSON BURNETT Karou was mysterious. She had no apparent family, she never talked about herself, and she was expert... LAINI TAYLOR She knew she was overextended, but she couldn't help herself. Student, tree lover, citizen of the Ea... ALLEGRA GOODMAN Chess lied to herself every day; it was just something she did, like taking her pills or making sure... STACIA KANE No child understands how well she knows her parents' faces, how much they tell her without speaking;... CATHERINE LACEY He could see plainly that she was not herself. That is, he could not see that she was becoming herse... KATE CHOPIN I guess it’s time.” While Cress’s thoughts continued to churn through the horrible things... MARISSA MEYER Morfyd’s care. As she walked out of the cave she passed Annwyl walking in. The girl had her s... G.A. AIKEN She talked to them and told them she would turn herself in. MARGARET COLEMAN Celaena walked and walked, until she found herself by the tree-lined shore of a lake, glaringly brig... SARAH J. MAAS She lacks confidence, she craves admiration insatiably. She lives on the reflections of herself in t... ANAIS NIN She lacks confidence, she craves admiration insatiably. She lives on the reflections of herself in t... ANAïS NIN She had never been in love before. She'd tried to save herself the pain, but all her pretending and ... MELANIE DICKERSON Aelin had promised herself, months and months ago, that she would not pretend to be anything but wha... SARAH J. MAAS No woman can call herself free who does not own and control her body. No woman can call herself free... MARGARET SANGER No woman can call herself free who does not own and control her body. No woman can call herself fr... MARGARET SANGER When had she stopped being a child? The first time a guy whistled at her out of a car window when sh... LEIGH BARDUGO
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LAUREN OLIVER For all the people who have infected me with amor deliria nervosa in the past - you know who yo... LAUREN OLIVER That’s a funny thing: you think, when awful things happen, everything else just stops, like you wo... LAUREN OLIVER She knew that this day, this feeling, couldn't last forever. Everything passed; that was partly why ... LAUREN OLIVER I’ll tell you another secret, this one for your own good. You may think the past has something to ... LAUREN OLIVER Everything looks stark and vivid and frozen, as though drawn precisely and outlined in ink - parents... LAUREN OLIVER Everything has taken on a strange, distant quality - the sounds of running and shouting outside get ... LAUREN OLIVER His eyes are the color of honey. These are the eyes I remember from my dreams. LAUREN OLIVER We'll walk together holding hands, and kiss in broad daylight, and love each other as much as we wan... LAUREN OLIVER Nothing has ever been so painful or delicious as being so close to him and being unable to do anythi... LAUREN OLIVER His eyes are blazing with light, more light than all the lights in every city in the whole world, mo... LAUREN OLIVER I know the rules. I've been living here longer than you have." He cracks a smile then. He nudge... LAUREN OLIVER They haven't killed us yet," I say, and I imagine that one day I will fly a plane over Portland, ove... LAUREN OLIVER ....love and desire enjoy a symbiotic relationship, meaning that one cannot exist without the other.... LAUREN OLIVER This is what I want. This is the only thing I've ever wanted. Everything else—every single second ... LAUREN OLIVER I wish I could close my eyes and be blown into dust and nothingness, feel all my thoughts disperse l... LAUREN OLIVER Alex loved books. He was the one who first introduced me to poetry. That's another reason I can't re... LAUREN OLIVER I told you," he whispers back. I can feel his breath just tickling the space behind my ear, making m... LAUREN OLIVER This is the strange way of the world, that people who simply want to love are instead forced to beco... LAUREN OLIVER Who knows? Maybe they’re right. Maybe we are driven crazy by our feelings. Maybe love is a disease... LAUREN OLIVER How can someone have the power to shatter you to dust--and also to make you feel so whole? LAUREN OLIVER My heart shoots into my throat every time I think I see his loping walk, or catch sight of some flop... LAUREN OLIVER i feel like a curtain has dropped away and i'm seeing people for who they really are, different, and... LAUREN OLIVER I want to help you,' I say to Juliet, though I know that I can't make her understand, not like this.... LAUREN OLIVER And a face above mine, white and beautiful, eyes as large as the moon. You saved me. A hand o... LAUREN OLIVER Be honest: Are you surprised that I didn't realize sooner? Are you surprised that it took me so long... LAUREN OLIVER So are you going to be my knight in shining armor or what?' Kent does a little bow. 'You ... LAUREN OLIVER I'm not with Rob," I say quickly. "Not anymore." "You're not?" He's staring at me so intensely... LAUREN OLIVER That's the thing about best friends. That's what they do. They keep you from spinning off the edge. LAUREN OLIVER That's the way I feel, at least: like there's a real me and a reflection of me, and I have no way of... LAUREN OLIVER I've never really thought about it before, but it's a miracle how many kinds of light there are in t... LAUREN OLIVER And I guess that's when it starts to hit me: the whole point is, you do what you can. LAUREN OLIVER The last laugh, the last cup of coffee, the last sunset, the last time you jump through a sprinkler,... LAUREN OLIVER The butterflies are working their way up from my stomach into my head, making me feel dizzy, and I t... LAUREN OLIVER No one can tell us no. No one can make us stop. We have picked each other, and the rest of the world... LAUREN OLIVER For a second we just stand there in silence. Then, suddenly, Alex is back, easy and smiling aga... LAUREN OLIVER The idea—the fact of it, the fact that he even noticed and thought about me for more than one seco... LAUREN OLIVER What does it feel like to be infected?" "I-- I can't describe it." I force the words out. Can't... LAUREN OLIVER I’m used to a feeling of doubleness, of thinking one thing and having to do another, a constant tu... LAUREN OLIVER This is the past: It drifts, it gathers. If you are not careful, it will bury you. LAUREN OLIVER I wonder what Lena is doing now. I always wonder what Lena is doing. Rachel, too: both my girls, my ... LAUREN OLIVER The dagger pin is all I have left. It is comfort and pain, both, because it reminds me of all I’ve... LAUREN OLIVER This is how Tack and Raven work: It’s their private language of push and return, argument and conc... LAUREN OLIVER