Alice Sebold's "The Lovely Bones" Quotes Archives - Page 2 of 2

Heaven is comfort, but it's still not living.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

Look what happens when we dream.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

So there are cakes and pillows and colors galore, but underneath this more obvious patchwork quilt are places like a quiet room where you can go and hold someone's hand and not have to say anything.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

Your first kiss is destiny knocking.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

All you have to do is desire it, and if you desire it enough and understand why -- really know -- it will come.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

His love for my mother wasn't about looking back and loving something that would never chance. It was about loving my mother for everything--for her brokenness and her fleeing, for her being there right then in that moment before the sun rose and the hospital staff came in. It was about touching that hair with the side of his fingertip and knowing yet plumbing fearlessly the depths of her ocean eyes.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

Loss could be used as a measure of beauty in a woman.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

Sometimes the dreams that come true are the dreams you never even knew you had.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

You're dead and you have to accept it.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

Almost everyone in heaven has someone on Earth they watch, a loved one, a friend or even a stranger who was once kind, who offered warm food or a bright smile when one of us had needed it. And when I wasn't watching I could hear the others talking to those they loved on Earth: just as fruitlessly as me, I'm afraid. A one-sided card cajoling and coaching of the young, a one way loving and desiring of their mates, a single-sided card that could never get signed.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

How could it be that you could love someone so much and keep it secret from yourself as you woke daily so far from home?
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

Murder had a blood red door on the other side of which was everything unimaginable to everyone.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

The dead are never exactly seen by the living, but many people seem acutely aware of something changed around them. They speak of a chill in the air. The mates of the deceased wake from dreams and see a figure standing at the end of thier bed, or in a doorway, or boarding, phantomlike, a city bus.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

It was then that, without knowing how, I revealed myself. In every piece of glass, in every shard and sliver, I cast my face. My father glanced down and around him, his eyes roving across the room. Wild. It was just for a second, and then I was gone.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

And my sister, my Lindsey, left me in her memories, where I was meant to be.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

I fell in love with you again; While you were away.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"

My father had not been outside the house except to drive back and forth to work or sit out in the backyard, for months, nor had he seen his neighbors. Now he looked at them, from face to face, until he realized I had been loved by people he didn't even recognize. His heart filled up, warm again as it had not been in what seemed so long to him- save small forgotten moments with Buckley, the accidents of love that happened with his son.
—Alice Sebold, "The Lovely Bones"