Top 500 Libba Bray Quotes (2024 Update)
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101. “The land is old, the land is vast, he has no future, he has no past, his coat is sewn with many woes, he’ll bring the dead, the King of Crows.”

— Libba Bray

102. “She never utters a sound even when she’s crying, and that makes me a little sad. Doesn’t seem right. When you cry, people should hear you. The world should stop.”

— Libba Bray

103. “Board the cows! We’ve come to enslave your marigolds.”

— Libba Bray

104. “The uncertainty of our future is nothing more than a fog of breath on a windowpane.”

— Libba Bray

105. “The King of Crows raked his fingers across the dark until it bled. He licked the blood from his fingers with a forked tongue. “People will believe anything, you know. You only need them to be frightened enough.”

— Libba Bray

106. “There’s no such thing as nothing. In every nothing, there’s a something. In fact, there could be everything!”

— Libba Bray

107. “She bestowed the blessing of a wild girl’s lips.”

— Libba Bray

108. “I’m like everyone else in this stupid, bloody, amazing world. I’m flawed. Impossibly so. But hopeful. I’m still me.”

— Libba Bray

109. “I don’t think you should die until you’re ready. Until you’ve wrung out every last bit of living you can.”

— Libba Bray

110. “I love you for who you are, not who the world thinks you should be.”

— Libba Bray

111. “It is the scorpion’s nature to sting. Just because he has no opportunity doesn’t mean that he cannot.”

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112. “We don’t look at each other anymore. Not really. Not since I pulled him from that opium den. Now when I look at him, I see the addict. And when he looks at me, he sees what he would rather not remember. I wish I could be his adored little girl again, sitting at his side.”

— Libba Bray

113. “Yes, go on. Leave. You’re always coming and going. The rest of us are stuck here. Do you think he’d still love you if he knew who you are? He doesn’t really care – only when it suits him.”

— Libba Bray

114. “The dark does not weep for itself because there is no light. Rather, it accepts that it is the dark.”

— Libba Bray

115. “The dull pain of truth weights my soul, pulling it under. I am left hopelessly awake.”

— Libba Bray

116. “We’re all damaged somehow.“-A Great and Terrible Beauty.”

— Libba Bray

117. “When the world moves forward too fast for some people, they try to pull us all back with their fear.”

— Libba Bray

118. “Maybe girls need an island to find themselves. Maybe they need a place where no one’s is watching them so they can be who they really are.”

— Libba Bray

119. “Reminds us that greatness lies even in the smallest of moments, in the humblest of hearts, and we shall, each of us, be called to greatness. Whether we shall rise to meet it or let it slip away is the challenge put before us all.”

— Libba Bray

120. “Idealism is just an escape from reality. There is no utopia.”

— Libba Bray

121. “I feel like I swallowed a Magritte. Like on the inside, I’m made of clouds and floating eyes, green apples, and slowly rising men in bowler hats.”

— Libba Bray

122. “I’ve been poked and prodded in places I’d always prided myself on keeping untouched for that one special doctor who gives me a ring and a promise someday.”

— Libba Bray

123. “Things aren’t good or bad in and of themselves. It’s what we do with them that makes them so.”

— Libba Bray

124. “It is a giggle full of high spirits and merry mischief, proof that we never lose our girlish selves, no matter what sort of women we become.”

— Libba Bray

125. “A guy’s gotta live, you know, gotta make his way and find his meaning in life and love, and to do that he needs coffee, he needs coffee and coffee and coffee.”

— Libba Bray

126. “Every city is a ghost. New buildings rise upon the bones of the old so that each shiny steel beam, each tower of brick carries within it the memories of what has gone before, an architectural haunting.”

— Libba Bray

127. “It’s so laughable that it’s somewhere beyond comedy and right into tragedy again.”

— Libba Bray

128. “There is a time in every life when paths are chosen, character is forged. I could have chosen a different path. But I didn’t. I failed myself.”

— Libba Bray

129. “What is the French word for rain? Le rain? La rain? Is the rain masculine or feminine? It’s such a bother that it must be masculine.”

— Libba Bray

130. “Retribution is a dog chasing its tail.”

— Libba Bray

131. “I invited myself. Thought this table needed some class.”

— Libba Bray

132. “The night’s chilly breath tickles up my neck and finds my ear, whispering secrets only the wind knows.”

— Libba Bray

133. “Any book that can help you survive the slings and arrows of adolescence is a book to love for life; ‘The Catcher in the Rye’ did just that, and I still do love it.”

— Libba Bray

134. “No, I call. Come back. I’m here, he says. But I can’t see. It’s too bright. You can’t hold back the light, Gemma. I’m here. Trust me.”

— Libba Bray

135. “The desperation meeting the silence with its unmasked wish.”

— Libba Bray

136. “Do you think they missed him terribly when he fell? Did God cry over his lost angel, I wonder?”

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137. “There is no greater power on this earth than story.” Will paced the length of the room. “People think boundaries and borders build nations. Nonsense – words. Stories. Myths. Lies. Promises. History.”

— Libba Bray

138. “You are truly Satan’s sequined spawn.”

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139. “Around us the night creatures have their say. We are surrounded by a symphony of crickets and frogs. Neither of us feels the need to speak, and I suppose that is one of the qualities I find comforting in Kartik. We can be alone together.”

— Libba Bray

140. “But what was the point of living so quietly you made no noise at all?”

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141. “Jeez, someone needs to push the reset button on this planet.”

— Libba Bray

142. “Time has no meaning. I feel as if I have been left in the desert to die and am eagerly awaiting the vultures to begin their work and end my misery.”

— Libba Bray

143. “People aren’t always what you want them to be.”

— Libba Bray

144. “The mere suggestion of fame and fortune casts a glamour all its own. It is rather alarming how quickly people will turn someone else’s fiction into fact in order to support their own fictions of themselves.”

— Libba Bray

145. “They swoon over Tom, who preens for them, bowing, which sets them to blushing and giggling. God help us all.”

— Libba Bray

146. “Libraries are the torch of the world, illuminating the path when it feels too dark to see. We mustn’t allow that torch to be extinguished.”

— Libba Bray

147. “Free the snow globes!”

— Libba Bray

148. “I’m not interested in being polite. It’s false.”

— Libba Bray

149. “The man in the shop peered disapprovingly at Evie through the glass. She pumped her arms and legs up and down in imitation of a marching band, gave the man a salute, and continued her meandering walk to the museum.”

— Libba Bray

150. “In them, she saw the sham of her life laid out like a book, the foolish belief that she, that anyone, could escape the consequences of this world, could flee from death. That was the deceit. The true serpent in the garden.”

— Libba Bray