Ellen Hopkins Quotes - Page 3

That's what I'll be. A silhouette, rarely seen, and yet believed in.

Commitment means losing yourself to gain something temporary. Nothing lasts. Not looks. Not love.

As the old saying goes, "sometimes loving someone means letting them go.

Despite whoever created it, it's my world, & the only one I've got. Might as well make the best of it, right? Might as well have a little fun while I'm here. Or a lot of fun. Might be dead tomorrow.

Don't you know? We're connected by an invisible chain. It's very long, very light. But also very strong. It can't rust. Can't break. And the only thing that can sever it is if you ever stop loving me.

Sometimes you're traveling a highway, the only road you've ever known and wham! A semi comes from nowhere and rolls right over you. Sometimes you dont wake up. But if you happen to you know things will never be the same. Sometimes that's not so bad. Sometimes lives instersect, no rhyme, no reason, except, perhaps, for a passing semi.

...what good would it do to shutter your windows, never dream of rainbows or find hope in promises? Why choose to walk away rather than hold your ground and fight for love?

Think long and hard before offering your heart to someone who can only accept it part-time

Or might the soul clone itself, create a perfect imitation of something yet to be defined? In this way, can a reflection be altered?

One foot in front of the other, counting tiles on the floor so I don't have to focus the blur of painted smiles, fake faces.

So you try to think of someone else you're mad at, and the unavoidable answer pops into your little warped brain: everyone.

I want the part of you that you refuse to give.

That's what I'll be. A silhouette, rarely seen, and yet believed in. Kaeleigh wants to believe in me. I am her twin, forever alive inside her. And when she needs me, I am always here.

When the door to love opens, The window to control closes.

Words have power. The power to soothe. The power to skewer someone through the heart. The power to render someone speechless.

When you've only got one little shimmer of sunshine, you capture it best you can.

Loss is loss. Doesn't take death to create it.

Not Exactly True That skin hate is dead. There will never be color blindness in a culture of fear. But when you live afraid of your neighbor, the monster you should most walk in terror of thrives. It starts as a little thing, small enough to burrow into your pores, take up excruciating residence in the dark recesses of your brain. Its name is paranoia, and it spreads like an oil spill, there in the shadows, chokes your humanity. Threatens your soul.

Act on your impulse, swallow the bottle, cut a little deeper, put the gun to your chest.

And how can it be he's so in love with me? To grow up without love, and still have so much inside?

We kissed for about the thousandth time, No promises, no demands, Just solid rebuilding of shattered trust.

Whatever has happened in someone's past, the future is theirs to shape. The first step is to find a way out.

You can turn your back but you can never really walk away.

But then, my entire life is bullshit. The best things in it have vanished, ghosts. Ghosts I'll admit I created.

Forever has no meaning when you're living in the moment. I wasn't ready for that moment to end.