Quotes by Ellen Hopkins

I felt so fine I didnt once overanalyze the perfect emotion, budding inside. The one Id always feared most.

Do you ever dangle your toes over the precipice, dare the cliff to crumble, defy the frozen deity to suffer the sun, thaw feather and bone, take wing to fly you home?

Why are we here? Is there, really, some intelligent design? Why do we cry for someone who leaves us, if theres some Grand Pearly Gate in the sky? Why worry about how we build our lives if the ultimate ending for all is death, a single breath away?

We kissed for aboutthe thousandth time,No promises,no demands,Just solid rebuildingof shattered trust.

One kiss, I was totally hooked.

Our kiss eclipses all others, real, imagine, dreamed of. It is the beginning of time, it is the end of the ages.

For a long while. Finally she says, I dont believe in love. Not sure it really exists, but even if it does for some people, it wont for me. She is serious. Then she lightens up. But, hey, if you think you love me, cool.

Taking no chances means wasting your dreams..

In control. Out of control. Sometimes theyre the same thing. The trick is knowing its okay to feel out of control once in a while, as long as youre sure you can regain the upper hand when you absolutely need to.

Some peopleAre worthy of a bullet straightto the heart because that is wherecruelty evolves into evil.Somehumans arent human at all,despite how they appear.Humanity is what lives insidepeople,harbored beneath skin, flesh,and bone.

I knew from the start we were nothing like forever. Maybe because forever is such a scary place.

crawling up into daddys lapwhen dad was stillDADDYnodding my head against his chest soaking in the comfort of his heartLISTENINGto the thump...thumpsomewhere beneath muscleand breastbone I remember his armstheir sublimeENCIRCLINGand the shawdow of his voiceI love you, little girl.Put away your bad dreams.Daddys hereI put them away, Until Daddy became my nightmare that one that cameHOMEfrom work everyday and insteadof picking me up, chased me farfaraway

But Hey, Guess What Crazy means Im not liablefor my actions. So screw it, Ill go home, propped up on Prozac against distractions

Ive been alone since my mom met Scott.He sucked the nectar from her heartlike a famished butterfly. No nurture,no nourishment left for Kristina.A vacation is a poor substitutefor love.

Its not easy to get close to anyone.... Everyones afraid of everybody else.... maybe because were all afraid of ourselves.

But, though I was very much in lust with him, I knew from the start we were nothing like forever. Maybe because forever is such a scary place.

I think it’s easyto confuse love with other things.Lust, for one. Need, for another

Im afraid it will never be perfect again. I am indelibly stained. Forever redefined, but blurred around the edges.

When did creating a flawless facade become a more vital goal than learning to love the person who lives inside your skin?

Nonfiction speaks to the head. Fiction speaks to the heart. Poetry speaks to the soul. Its the essence of beauty. The essence of pain. It pleases the eye and the ear.