Top 100 V.C. Andrews Quotes (2025 Update)
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51. “I remembered Grandmere Catherine used to tell me your first impressions about people usually prove to be the truest because your heart is the first to react.”

— V.C. Andrews

52. “Shadows in the house put shadows in the mind.”

— V.C. Andrews

53. “Sometimes doing the right thing does take more courage, but the feeling it gives you deep inside makes it worth it.”

— V.C. Andrews

54. “I loved her in an odd kind of way, the way you love winter when you’re hot in summer.”

— V.C. Andrews

55. “I lay so still in the gloom I could hear the house breathe, and the boards of the floors whispered, conniving a way to keep me here forever.”

— V.C. Andrews

56. “In the dark, the little live Christmas tree, two feet tall, sparkled with tiny coloured lights, like the tears I saw glistening in my brother’s eyes.”

— V.C. Andrews

57. “We learned love was just like a soap bubble, so shining and bright one day, and the next day it popped.”

— V.C. Andrews

58. “Blood ties are not supposed to be chains.”

— V.C. Andrews

59. “Life is always like that – twenty minutes of misery for every two seconds of joy. So, be everlastingly grateful for those rare two seconds and appreciate; appreciate what good you can find, no matter what the cost.”

— V.C. Andrews

60. “I believe, though I’m not sure, once you are an adult, and come back to the home of your parents to live, for some odd reason, you’re reduced to being a child again, and dependent. Her parents tug her one way – and we pull her another way –.”

— V.C. Andrews

61. “It’s not that I’m afraid to die, it’s only the road to death that terrifies me, for sometimes it can be so drawn out.”

— V.C. Andrews

62. “There is no hate such as that born out of love betrayed.”

— V.C. Andrews

63. “Maybe that was what millions could do – nail a satisfied smirk to one’s face.”

— V.C. Andrews

64. “A Colder breeze lifted a dead leaf to the roof and sent it scuttling merrily on its way to catch in my hair. It crackled dry and brittle when Chris plucked it out and held it, just staring down at a dead maple leaf as if his very life depended on reading its secret for knowing how to blow in the wind. No arms, no legs, no wings... bit it could fly when dead.”

— V.C. Andrews

65. “Only I had dry eyes, a dry heart.”

— V.C. Andrews

66. “Every word I put down, I put down with tears, with bitter blood, with sour gall, well mixed and blended with shame and guilt.”

— V.C. Andrews

67. “I was the last of the four Dresden dolls. Only me... and I didn’t want to be here.”

— V.C. Andrews

68. “Maybe there was something wrong with me, but unlike my friends, I wasn’t eager to rush into adulthood and get away from everything that tied me to my life as it was now.”

— V.C. Andrews

69. “Then the wind came in with Bart and blew the vase of roses from the table. I stood and stared down at the crystal pieces and the petals scattered about. Why was the wind always trying to tell me something? Something I didn’t want to hear!”

— V.C. Andrews

70. “Love, when it came and knocked on my door, was going to be enough.”-.”

— V.C. Andrews

71. “I felt sorry for her, and I felt betrayed by my own compassion.”

— V.C. Andrews

72. “Never would I become so dependent on a man I couldn’t make my way in the world, no matter what cruel blow life delivered!”

— V.C. Andrews

73. “I could almost believe that a love as passionate as theirs had been would enable them to reach across the abyss between life and death and join hands for some precious moments every night.”

— V.C. Andrews

74. “Why did the stars seem to be looking down at me with pity, making me feel ant-sized, overwhelmed, completely insignificant? It was too big, that close sky, too beautiful, and it filled me with a strange sense of foreboding.”

— V.C. Andrews

75. “The weight of the lie was so great it almost didn’t escape my lips and barely made it to her ears.”

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76. “I am not at all the kind who can forget the tarnish on the reverse side of the brightest coin.”

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77. “I want my name to mean something after I’m dead.”

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78. “We are perfect children. Mentally, physically, emotionally, we are wholesome, and godly in every way possible. We have as much right to live, love, and enjoy life as any other children on this earth.”

— V.C. Andrews

79. “You can’t love anyone without pain, the pain of jealousy and the pain of loss. It will always be under your skin and in your heart waiting to pounce.”

— V.C. Andrews

80. “I am very difficult to please. I’m inclined to put men up on a pedestal and think of them as perfect. As soon as I find out they have feet of clay, I fall out of love, become indifferent.”

— V.C. Andrews

81. “I knew then he was blind when he looked at me.”

— V.C. Andrews

82. “Worry and trouble weighed heavily on the hands of her clock, rushing time along.”

— V.C. Andrews

83. “Stature comes from your demeanor, your self confidence.”

— V.C. Andrews

84. “Men are hateful, contrary creatures who say they want goddesses to put on pedestals. Once they have them up there, they rip off the halo, tear off the gown, slice off the wings so they can’t fly and then kick the pedestal away so the woman falls at his feet and he can scream out as he kicks her, tramp! – or worse.”

— V.C. Andrews

85. “And if he ached more than I was aching, then he was in agony.”

— V.C. Andrews

86. “To love anything once extremely well made you vulnerable to another loving attack. I knew; I’d already been in love six times.”

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87. “To love anything once extremely well made you vulnerable to another loving attack.”

— V.C. Andrews

88. “There’s something about growing up, about being in society and mixing with real people that restricts your imaginative powers.”

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89. “Isn’t it funny how far we will go to be with someone we think we love. A grown man will behave like a young boy, a young boy will do everything he can to appear like a grown man. We’ll risk our reputations, sacrifice our worldly possessions, defy our parents, even our religious beliefs. We’ll do illogical and foolish things, things that are impractical, wasteful, just for a moment of what we think is ecstasy on earth.”

— V.C. Andrews

90. “Did she really believe that love, once gained, couldn’t be torn asunder by doubts and fears, and could never, never be put back together again?”

— V.C. Andrews

91. “I knew I wouldn’t hold on to any friends if I said what I thought.”

— V.C. Andrews

92. “Prettiness was more akin to coziness than grand, rich and beautiful.”

— V.C. Andrews

93. “If it would be sin, then hell would be heaven with you.”

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94. “But daydreams were merely cobwebs, easily torn into shreds, and I’d quickly be dropped back into reality. And where was happiness? In the yesterdays? In the tomorrows? Not in this hour, this minute, this second. We had one thing, and one thing only, to give us a spark of joy. Hope.”

— V.C. Andrews

95. “Cathy – look at me! Don’t turn your head and pretend you don’t know what I’m doing, what I’m saying! Look and see the torment you’ve put me in! How can I find anyone else, when you’ve been bred into my bones – and are part of my flesh? Your blood runs fast when mine does! Your eyes burn when mine do – don’t deny it!”

— V.C. Andrews

96. “The male of the species is born knowing everything evil.”

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97. “We were again, as we’d been before, small fledgling birds sitting on a clothesline waiting for a strong gust of wind to blow us asunder.”

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98. “Why was it I never realized when I was able to run wild and free that I was experiencing happiness? Why did I think back then, that happiness was always just ahead in the future, when I would be an adult, able to make my own decisions, go my own way, be my own person? Why had it seemed that being a child was never enough? Why had I thought that happiness reserved itself for those grown to full size?”

— V.C. Andrews

99. “God would not deliver us, we would deliver ourselves.”

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100. “I didn’t know how I felt, except confused and bewildered, and very, very young. And the world all about us was wise, and old, so old.”

— V.C. Andrews