Top 350 Ellen Hopkins Quotes (2024 Update)
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251. “Aunt Cora says it’s my aura. “I see them, you know. Yours is dark. Sort of like black coffee, although it fluctuates. Sometimes there are little flecks of gold. If you could make those coalesce, turn your aura more toffee than coffee, things would be different.”

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252. “Evil is not intrinsic. It’s fashioned.”

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253. “When I was little, my friends would gush over wedding gowns and honeymoons. But I saw too many people flush decades together down the toilet over money or kids or meaningless flings. My own parents chose to stay married, which I think is rather funny, since they show about as much affection for each other as pit bulls in a ring. Tying the knot means slipping a noose around love and choking it to death.”

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254. “I’m holding Eden in my hands, and it makes me glad there is no God to take this garden away from me.”

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255. “But if there is a hereafter, one my father has been welcomed into, it must be a godless wasteland.”

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256. “Sometimes I’m not so sure just who I am either.”

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257. “Some secrets can’t be kept too long. No matter how hard you try to hide them, sooner or later they scurry out from your cupboards, cockroaches on the run.”

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258. “Then I said it. He said it too. I love you. And everything that went before meant nothing.”

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259. “Hot flush, raging bluch. Ice flash, instant crash.”

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260. “Certain of misfire, my heart threatens to stop.”

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261. “Would I drown saving him?”

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262. “Why are people so afraid of giving their kids necessary information that might prevent an unwanted pregnancy or disease? But they’re not worried about the violent nature of video games or movies or books...”

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263. “I really have to wonder who or what made Daddy become this way. Babies aren’t born cruel or filled with sick desire. Evil is not intrinsic. It’s fashioned.”

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264. “All I can do is lie here, brain turning somersaults. It’s nights like these when memories stir, whipping themselves into stiff peaks of pain.”

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265. “Life isn’t fair, and luck? That is something you create.”

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266. “Long trip, long day, no thanks, I’ll stay. Okay.”

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267. “Why doesn’t love come with an owner’s manual?”

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268. “I’m afraid it will never be perfect again. I am indelibly stained. Forever redefined, but blurred around the edges.”

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269. “The love of her life dissolved into dreams.”

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270. “Flying Is that what it’s like when you die? Do you slip out of your skin, go soaring up into a butterscotch sky? Do you surf waves of light? How far? How high? I hope that’s what it’s like, but I’m afraid it’s a lot more like falling with no net to catch you, and no way of knowing how hard you will hit or where you’ll stop. Will you touch down back on Earth, or will you land in the nightmare you always feared you’d never wake up from?”

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271. “Always before, I just said no, left it solidly there. I waver now. I want to share everything with him. Want to know what he knows, feel what he feels, share the same space he’s in.”

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272. “Falling in love can happen to complete strangers. Staying in love requires being best friends and that means accepting the person beneath the veneer.”

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273. “I get so nervous when im around you i start to studder.”

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274. “I had never kissed a boy, had never even considered that I might enjoy such an unclean thing, until literature opened my eyes.”

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275. “I know it may sound weird, but looking death square in the eye made me question the unknown. What happens after we exhale our last breathe? Do we really see an otherworldly light? Does God send angels to guide us home? Or when our eyes close, do we forfeit sight? And will our earthly spirits forever roam?”

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276. “Even without them touching me, I feel dirty about what I do. Alex does even filthier things but says it all washes off with soap. I don’t believe that. I think it all leaves stains. Indelible stains.”

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277. “The more I think about it, the more I believe there has to be a subtle yet satisfying method of revenge.”

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278. “Why does time erode relationships? Is there a way to avoid its relentless lapping? Is any love strong enough to withstand the chipping away?”

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279. “A vacation is a poor substitute for love.”

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280. “How odd, to suddenly glimpse a facet of me I didn’t know existed. I guess it really isn’t all that unusual to surprise oneself with an ugly bit of ego.”

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281. “It’s just so hard to feel good, you know?”

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282. “I felt so fine I didn’t once overanalyze the perfect emotion, budding inside. The one I’d always feared most.”

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283. “Pretty isn’t good enough.”

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284. “If you acquaint yourself with yourself, you don’t always like the person you find inside.”

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285. “Two huge questions keep dangling in front of you, like proverbial carrots in front of the donkey. One: Do you want love? And two: Are you able to give it? Either you’re terrified of the emotion or you’re a sociopath.”

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286. “I am the voice of Violence. You know me. You do. I’ve made my presence clear though you may pretend otherwise. We need each other, you and I.”

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287. “White nationalism? Definitely not her cup of hate. But it is yours.”

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288. “Think of how they must have loved when all they had was each other.”

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289. “Not even Carol knows firsthand how it feels to be hurt in such a way by someone who’s supposed to protect you.”

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290. “Mistakes are easy to come by. Why make the same one twice?”

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291. “Authors have to write for their characters, for who they are, that’s the strength of books. Don’t worry about censors. Just write the story you need to tell and the rewards will come.”

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292. “I never actually plan sequels. They demand to be done.”

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293. “Nobody seems to care that with every push to live up to their expectations, my own dreams vaporize.”

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294. “I want to know living love. And I don’t want to wait for it.”

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295. “What I don’t like is what it sometimes takes to win. Backstabbing. Manipulation. Out-and-out bribery once in a while, and not always the monetary kind.”

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296. “Was the fun in the fall?”

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297. “Cleansed, chlorinated to the point of chemical peel, sore muscles relieved, I felt almost human again. Tiptoe to my room, up a darkened hall, past closed doors, I wondered if I’d ever feel completely human again.”

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298. “Pray you could somehow stop the uncertainty, somehow stop the loathing, somehow stop the pain...”

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299. “Satisfaction is transient – an interim state of mind.”

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300. “Be true to who you are – no matter who are you.”

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