Alice Hoffman Quotes (48 Quotes)

Avoid men who call you Baby, and women who have no friends, and dogs that scratch at their bellies and refuse to lie down at your feet. Wear dark glasses; bathe with lavender oil and cool fresh water. Seek shelter from the sun at noon.

Do you ever just put your arms out and just spin and spin and spin? Well, that's what love is like; everything inside of you tells you to stop before you fall, but for some reason you just keep going

Every problem has a solution, although it may not be the outcome that was originally hoped for or expected.

Holding a tear back makes them drain upward, higher and higher, until one day your head just explodes and you're left with a stub of a neck and nothing more.

It doesn't matter what people tell you. It doesn't matter what they might say. Sometimes you have to leave home. Sometimes, running away means you're headed in the exact right direction.

Love is worth the sum of itself, and nothing more.

Pride is a funny thing; it can make what is truly worthless appear to be a treasure.

Sally...can no longer think of love as a reality, or even as a possibility, however remote.

Sometimes the right thing feels all wrong until it is over and done with.

There are some things, after all, that Sally Owens knows for certain: Always throw spilled salt over your left shoulder. Keep rosemary by your garden gate. Add pepper to your mashed potatoes. Plant roses and lavender, for luck. Fall in love whenever you can.

Trouble is just like love, after all; it comes in unannounced and takes over before you've had a chance to reconsider, or even to think.

Unrequited love is so boring. Weeping under a blue-black sky is for suckers or maniacs.

You can never tell about a person by guessing...that's why language was invented. Otherwise, we'd all be like dogs, sniffing each other to find out where we stood.

Among men and women, those in love do not always announce themselves with declarations and vows. But they are the ones who weep when you're gone. Who miss you every single night, especially when the sky is so deep and beautiful, and the ground so very cold.

I think love is a huge factor in fiction and in real life. Is there a risk? Always. In fiction and in life.

Ironically, now that my children are older and gone quite a bit, I find it harder to work when they're not around. Too much free time!

I never plot out my novels in terms of the tone of the book. Hopefully, once a story is begun it reveals itself.

They were written on cheap blue notebooks bought by poor women. I'm interested in folk tales in the way that medicine and magic in women's stories are all kind of combined.

I always felt and still feel that fairy tales have an emotional truth that is so deep that there are few things that really rival them.

Mothers always find ways to fit in the work - but then when you're working, you feel that you should be spending time with your children and then when you're with your children, you're thinking about working.

I'm thinking of reading something by chef Paul Prudhomme. It's a reading of all kinds of Southern literature.

Hawthorne has given us a tradition that some people refer to as Yankee Magic Realism, and I do think there is a certain quality to the landscape that definitely leads into the dark woods.

Any institution becomes a community - whether it's a high school or a boarding school or a publishing company or a small town where everybody knows certain things about people.

I think we are bound to, and by, nature. We may want to deny this connection and try to believe we control the external world, but every time there's a snowstorm or drought, we know our fate is tied to the world around us.

Books may well be the only true magic.

I never see a novel as a film while I'm writing it. Mostly because novels and films are so different, and I'm such an internal novelist.

I did go there later, but I hadn't been there before I wrote the book. Sometimes I feel like the imagined can feel more real than the real?

Anyway, the sort of love that will not wait is probably best to pass by.

You can try to take sorrow and make it into something enduring, meaningful and beautiful. I always feel guilty that this is my job, that I get to do this.

I always quit at three when my kids come home from school so I feel pretty spoiled.

The adults don't know what's happening on the kids' universe and the kids don't know what's happening on the adults' universe.

The original fairy tale was about the youngest sister going into a room in the castle and finding all the bodies of the wives that came before her - she is confronted with truth, thinking about how often we think we know people and we really don't.

I really feel like the gift is also the curse. It's always half-and-half. Whatever brings you the most joy will also probably bring you the most pain. Always a price to pay.

All the characters in my books are imagined, but all have a bit of who I am in them - much like the characters in your dreams are all formed by who you are.

I don't really read as much as I used to. A lot of what I was looking for as an escape I find in writing. And the other thing is that I don't want to get into someone else's language when I'm working.

After a while, the characters I'm writing begin to feel real to me. That's when I know I'm heading in the right direction.

I've been a screenwriter for twenty-five years. Every one of my books have been optioned for movies and I have written a few of those screenplays.

No one knows how to write a novel until it's been written.

I can't really work on more than one thing at a time.

I think secrets often come out. I spoke to a friend who is a therapist and I asked her if there were people who came to her and admitted to doing horrible things and she said, 'More than you know.'

I also like the whole idea of fairy tales and folk tales being a woman's domain, considered a lesser domain at the time they were told.

It was a great escape for me and it was a way to take a break from what was going on in my own world, to go into another world.

Every time I finish a book, I forget everything I learned writing it - the information just disappears out of my head.

I'm much faster now. When you only have a certain amount of time to write, after a while you learn to use your time well or you stop writing.

I think growing up is difficult and it's a process that I'm always interested in, with kids and adults, they are often on two different universes.

I don't think I make much of a distinction between the 'real' and the 'fantastic.' They both seem to be threads in the same cloth as far as I'm concerned.

Even in times when it's difficult to figure out, how do you go forward, art - and books - always help.

I feel more influenced in my own work by dreams than I do by other writers' works in a way. Or by popular culture, movies - what else is there to write about than love and loss?