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    Her smile is like summer moonlight-beautiful and magical, with a fire that could melt the night.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: smile  night  fire  summer 
     
    I want the part of you that you refuse to give.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    I can't change what has happened in the past, Kaeleigh. I can only promise to make the future better.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: future  past 
     
    The wind kicks in stronger, branches clatter. Or maybe skeletons. Bones of abandonment. Ghosts that will never be.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: ghost 
     
    Forgiveness is easy. Trust is much more difficult, and should never be given lightly.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: trust  forgiveness 
     
    ...life is all about chances. You might be safer not taking any. But playing it totally safe means you're only existing. Not living. I want to live.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: chance  living  live 
     
    I hate this feeling. Like I'm here, but I'm not. Like someone cares. But they don't. Like I belong somewhere else, anywhere but here, and escape lies just past that snowy window, cool and crisp as the February air.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: past  hate  lies  care 
     
    Anger is easier than forgiveness.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: forgiveness  anger 
     
    Sometimes the little things in life mean the most.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    Me? Beautiful? I'm plain as cardboard. That may be how you see yourself, but the rest of the world would be hard to agree. You shine brighter than the Milky Way. Now there are those who might try to take that from you, but you don't have to give it away. Keep on shining Pattyn. And when the right young man comes along, he'll love you all the more for giftin' this sad planet with your light.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: men  world  young  sad  hell  right 
     
    Now that I have opened that bottle of memories they're pouring out like wine, crimson and bittersweet.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: memory 
     
    The problem with resolutions is they're only as solid as the person making them.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: people  problem 
     
    Life is all about change. If it were static, think about how boring it would be. You can't be afraid of it, and you can't worry that you'll mess things up. You deserve good things, and I want to be one of them.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: worries  afraid 
     
    You were a summer gift, one I'll always treasure. You were a dream I never wanted to wake up from. You opened my eyes to things I'll never really see. You're the best thing that will ever happen to me.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: eyes  gift  summer  dreams 
     
    Eventually, it becomes a matter of scale. When the good outweighs the bad, you stay. When the bad is the only thing you notice anymore, you think about your future, or what's left of it, consider options.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: future  bad 
     
    It's probably weird to think about an addiction like it's a sentient being, but that's how it feels. Like it's something living inside you. Something you can't get rid of because killing it means killing you.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: living  addiction 
     
    Even good girls have secrets, ones even their best friends must guess.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: secret  friends  girls 
     
    I want to know what it means to be in love. But in my dictionary 'in love' is indefinable.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    Love means holding on to someone just as hard as you can because if you don't, one blink and they might disappear...forever.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    When you've only got one little shimmer of sunshine, you capture it best you can.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    Only by confronting your demons can you ever hope to conquer them.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: demon  hope 
     
    In my books my characters experience things as they are. My books allow youth an honest look at important issues affecting them. As adults we want to believe things like sex abuse or drug use are not happening anymore, or happening less and less, but that's not the case and we need to acknowledge that. We can't make life prettier for youth, but we can arm them.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    Words have power. The power to soothe. The power to skewer someone through the heart. The power to render someone speechless.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: heart  power 
     
    This time when we kiss, I feel it in the pit of my stomach, I feel it in my heart. And I realize love isn't about sex. It's about connection.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: time  heart  sex  kiss 
     
    Anger is a valid emotion. It's only bad when it takes control and makes you do things you don't want to do.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: anger  emotion  control  bad 
     
    Or might the soul clone itself, create a perfect imitation of something yet to be defined? In this way, can a reflection be altered?
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: soul  reflection 
     
    Torch every book. Burn every page. Char every word to ash. Ideas are incombustible. And therein lies your real fear.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: fear  lies  real  book  ideas 
     
    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.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: pain  memory  lies  night  brain 
     
    Freedom is a double-edged ideal, because true freedom comes without the protection of laws that also enslave us by defining us-female, male; Christian, Islamic; good, evil. All at the whim of a frail minority.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    Funny thing about the monster. The worse he treats you, the more you love him.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: funny 
     
    Light That's how I feel- like the winter-fringed breeze might scoop me up into its wings, fly away with me trapped in its feathered embrace. I am a snowflake. A wisp of eiderdown, liberated from gravity. My body is light. Ephemeral. My head is light. I want to sway beneath the weight of air, dizzy with thought. Light filters through my closed eyelids. The sun, chasing shadows, tells me I'm not afloat in dreams.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: thoughts  body  dreams  wings 
     
    The first time I kissed you. One kiss, and I was totally hooked. Addicted to you. I could never love anyone the way I love you. I'd follow you across the universe.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: time  kiss  universe 
     
    Crank, You See isn't any ordinary monster. It's like a giant octopus, weaving its tentacles not just around you, but through you, squeezing not hard enough to kill you, but enough to keep you from reeling until you try to get away. Try, and you hunger for it grasping clutch, the way its tendrils prop you up, your need intensifying exponentially every minute you refuse to admit its being (p.469)
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: hunger 
     
    Coyotes hunt in packs, and so do assholes.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    I can see why she feels left behind. Maybe even discarded. Is that why she refuses to accept my love and return it? Afraid that love doesn't last? Doesn't really exist? Afraid if her own father can withdraw his love (or at least the manifestation of his love), that maybe she somehow isn't worthy of the emotion?
    — Ellen Hopkins
    She's incredible, not that she's perfect. But you once said imperfections create character.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: character 
     
    Easier, sometimes, to gulp down giant spoonfuls of uncertainty than it is to swallow throat-clogging capsules of what really is.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    Some people never find the right kind of love. You know, the kind that steals your breath away, like diving into snowmelt. The kind that jolts your heart, sets it beating apace, an anxious hiccuping of hummingbird wings
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: people  heart  right  wings 
     
    I don't need more pain in my life. Why did I invite it in? Do I have to feel pain to believe I feel anything at all?
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: pain  believe 
     
    Starving for a high, a place to hang out inside my own head. Starving for touch. Pain, even. A way to feel. I need to feel.
    — Ellen Hopkins
    tags: pain 
     
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