Top 80 Melissa Albert Quotes (2025 Update)
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51. “A precious something dropped into the dark beneath a subway grate. A tangled mess of infinite possibilities, countless threads, cut at the quick by silver scissors.”

— Melissa Albert

52. “She’ll stare at you as you try to pull your thoughts together, to say something that’ll reach her, but she’ll never reach back.”

— Melissa Albert

53. “My maid was an old cassette tape that kept being recorded over.”

— Melissa Albert

54. “His eyes weren’t soft anymore. They were focused and steady and they held me in their light. In them I could see all the Finches I had known. The fanboy and the wanderer and the traitor and the hero.”

— Melissa Albert

55. “Today I lost myself in the comforting rhythms of the cafe.”

— Melissa Albert

56. “I hated needing something from someone when I had absolutely nothing to offer back.”

— Melissa Albert

57. “Because if you’re not with the book you want, you might as well want the book you’re with.”

— Melissa Albert

58. “Why are we alone if we don’t have to be?”

— Melissa Albert

59. “I looked at Finch, the solid boyness of him, and I knew I couldn’t let him go all the way with me. Not into the black.”

— Melissa Albert

60. “We aren’t like the creatures who were made in this world. We aren’t meant to debase ourselves with then. To live a human life is to forget who we are. To forget who we are is to be an enemy to ourselves. To each other.”

— Melissa Albert

61. “I crouched down and turned on the radio. The light outside dimmed as the music came up.”

— Melissa Albert

62. “The pain around my heart expanded, sharp and hot as a supernova.”

— Melissa Albert

63. “Even a made thing can change its nature.”

— Melissa Albert

64. “He’s, like, a football player with a brain. You want to write the guy off, but then he opens his mouth and says something smart. It’s irritating, actually.”

— Melissa Albert

65. “And while they’re being told, stories create the energy that makes this world.”

— Melissa Albert

66. “Because if you’ve spent your whole life running, how do you learn to stand still? How do you figure out the right way to turn your straw house into brick?”

— Melissa Albert

67. “The green fragrance of ruined grass got into my head and gave me that high, lonesome feeling you only get at night, when you feel like the last person on Earth.”

— Melissa Albert

68. “Maybe I could’ve talked myself into believing what I wanted so badly to believe.”

— Melissa Albert

69. “A book is always a door.”

— Melissa Albert

70. “Books had always felt like the cure to her loneliness, but lately she’d wondered whether they were the cause of it, too.”

— Melissa Albert

71. “Christian was our boss. He had a tiny, beautiful wife and a huge, red-faced baby that looked like a demon in a book of woodcuts.”

— Melissa Albert

72. “The air smelled like a fairy tail, glitter and green things and blood.”

— Melissa Albert

73. “I ask if I can come talk to her in person, and her laugh is hot whiskey on ice. “You’d get lost on the way to finding me,” she says. “You’d need breadcrumbs, or a spool of thread.”

— Melissa Albert

74. “She felt, she said, “like a ghost moving through a museum of my old life.”

— Melissa Albert

75. “So it was pretty much me and books.”

— Melissa Albert

76. “Because if you’ve spent your whole life running, how do you learn to stand still?”

— Melissa Albert

77. “And there it was, Behind his gentle expression of concern, a bright curiosity. A hunger.”

— Melissa Albert

78. “It scared me, sometimes, how little I could remember. When I looked back over my life, it melted together into one long, soft-focus shot of rain through a winshield.”

— Melissa Albert

79. “I could never remember what they were about, after, but I remembered the feeling they gave me: the feeling you get from good poetry, real poetry, the kind that makes your neck tingle and your eyes tear up.”

— Melissa Albert

80. “Unspoken things bloomed at the back of my throat.”

— Melissa Albert

81. “My stepmom’s a big believer in ’you can never be too loaded or too thin or too covered in ugly diamonds.”

— Melissa Albert

82. “I didn’t live like each day was a fuse to burn through and forget.”

— Melissa Albert

83. “The sun was vast and low and not so bright that I couldn’t make out something happening in the fire of its surface, the tracings of a story so distant I’d never read it. Flowers furled into pellets or went lurid as I passed, sending out vapor trails of scent – cardamom, iced tea, Ella’s shampoo. This new world was too strange, too lucid; it made my mind explode in a dandelion puff. Everything had a revelatory crispness, like a new day seen through the lens of a coffee-fueled all-nighter.”

— Melissa Albert

84. “Books want to be read, and by the right people.”

— Melissa Albert

85. “You’ll do fine without a story,′ she said comfortingly. ‘Who needs a story?”

— Melissa Albert

86. “Horses are unpredictable,” said the Spinner. “Even for me. They tend to turn into stories halfway there.”

— Melissa Albert

87. “The true of heart? Guess I’m out of luck.”

— Melissa Albert