Top 25 Quotes by Malorie Blackman of 37 - Page 2

Mrs Bawden yanked me away from the table and dragged me across the food hall. I tried to twist away from her, but she had a grip like a python on steroids.

Mrs Bawden yanked me away from the table and dragged me across the food hall. I tried to twist away from her, but she had a grip like a python on steroids.

Malorie Blackman

Python, Twists, Noughts And Crosses

Malorie Blackman (2009). “Naughts & Crosses”, p.79, Simon and Schuster

I wish... I wish he wasn't quite so ashamed of me. And if he could stop feeling so ashamed of himself, then maybe we might stand a chance.

Malorie Blackman

Feelings, Wish, Might

Five years off my life... I wondered with a wry smile, would people be immortal if they didn't have kids?

Malorie Blackman

Kids, Wry Smile, Years

She stays lost in the middle of her own world somewhere. We can’t get in and she doesn’t come out. Not often anyway, and certainly not for any length of time. But her mind takes her to somewhere kind, I think, to judge by the peaceful, serene look on her face most of the time.

Malorie Blackman

Thinking, Judging, Peaceful

Malorie Blackman (2007). “Black & White”, p.33, Simon and Schuster

When did we stop being people, being human?

Malorie Blackman

People, Being Human, Humans

Malorie Blackman (2007). “Knife Edge”, p.68, Simon and Schuster

I pulled him closer to me, wrapping my arms around him, kissing him just as desperately as he was kissing me. Like if we could just love long enough and hard enough and deep enough, then the world outside would never, could never hurt us.

Malorie Blackman

Hurt, Kissing, Long

Malorie Blackman (2009). “Naughts & Crosses”, p.421, Simon and Schuster

Jude's rule number five: Never get to close to anyone or anything that you can't walk away at a moment's notice if you have to. When you have to.

Malorie Blackman

Numbers, Moments, Walks

Malorie Blackman (2007). “Knife Edge”, p.52, Simon and Schuster

Did you love Melanie?" asked Adam unexpectedly. There was no pause before I shook my head. "That's a shame," said Adam. "Why?" "Well, someone as special as your daughter should've been... made with love.

Malorie Blackman

Daughter, Special, Shame

One of us... One of them... One of us... One of them... A rhythm playing like train wheels on a circular track -- never ending but going nowhere.

Malorie Blackman

Track, Wheels, Rhythm

He pulls the hood over my head. I try to pull back. I'm not trying to run away. I just want to see her... One last time.

Malorie Blackman

Running, Trying, Noughts And Crosses

Malorie Blackman (2009). “Naughts & Crosses”, p.486, Simon and Schuster

Don't you know that boys don't cry?' Adam grinned. 'Shall I tell you something I've only recently discovered,' I replied, not attempting to hide the tears rolling down my face and not the least bit ashamed of them. 'Boys don't cry, but real men do.

Malorie Blackman

Real, Boys, Men