Ellen Hopkins Quotes (23 Quotes)

Cleansed, chlorinated to the point of chemical peel, sore muscles relieved, I felt almost human again. Tiptoe to my room, up a darkened hall, past closed doors, I wondered if I'd ever feel completely human again.

With you, I am Eve. And you are my beautiful Adam. Let's run away, find our garden, live there together, happy. Naked.

Detailed descriptions, abstract ambitions, relevant observations, your's and mine.

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.

Forever made that kiss stand out in my mind, touch my heart, make me remember a kiss so tender.

Your hurt swallows ine, like space swallows time, and the two intertwine. We tangle together.

Have you ever had so much to say that your mouth closed up tight struggling to harness the nuclear force coalescing within your words? Have you ever had so many thoughts churning inside you that you didn't dare let them escape in case they blew you wide open? Have you ever been so angry that you couldn't look in the mirror for fear of finding the face of evil glaring back at you?

You're a gift, one I'll always treasure. You're a dream I never want to wake up from. You open my eyes to things I'll never really see. You're the best thing that will ever happen to me. Be safe. Be smart. Stay you.

Hot flush, raging bluch. Ice flash, instant crash.

How can I explain purposely setting foot on a path so blatantly treacherous? Was the fun in the fall?

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.

I never went to Albuquerque expecting to find love. I thought it had found me there, followed me home. I never came home expecting to lose love in the space of one brief telephone call. Is it always so short-lived?

My face flushed, tears poked by eyes, scar tissue twisted my heart, wrapped itself around arteries, closed tight around my jugular.

No way to get away. No way to get away. Little change to sneak away... insanity.

Our meeting, touching, accidentally connecting immediately, interwoven hand-in-hand, heart-to-heart.

Red and raw like my brain, unable to shut down, thoughts crashing like electrons orbiting a nucleus of deuling emotions.

Red and raw like my heart, pried from your's, the two beating, no longer together, but a thousand miles between them when only yesterday they thumped in unison.

Some people never find love at all, count yourself blessed if it ever happens your way

Taking no chances means wasting your dreams..

Would I ever find forever love? Do I really want to, when forever was a word without meaning?

The problem with being grounded is it gives you a whole lot of unavoidable time to think. NOt even pulling weeds can take away your ability to plot all the varied and wonderful things you might do to get even, or at least to make up, just get a smidgen for time lost to TV and yard work and house cleaning.

You think God would let a girl do something special?

The problem with resolutions is they're only as solid as the person making them.