She began to feel like the plastic doll she had been named after, without even a hole where her mouth was supposed to be.
Francesca Lia BlockIf death is your lover, you don't got to be afraid ever that he will ever leave you
Francesca Lia BlockHis own voice was older than he was. Ancient, unearthed from some mystical subterranean place...The voice seemed to make his whole body ache. Maybe it made him bleed inside. I wondered if it hurt, if it burned in his throat.
Francesca Lia BlockWriting is literally transformative. When we read, we are changed. When we write, we are changed. It's neurological. To me, this is a kind of magic.
Francesca Lia Block