The world goes on, as stupid and brutal as tomorrow as it was today. And though I am shuddering with pain, and twisting with pain, and sobbing with pain, i laugh.Because I know now. I know the answer. I know the truth. Oh,dead man, you are dead wrong, I tell him.Can't you see? The world goes on, stupid and brutal, but I [do not. I do not.]
Jennifer DonnellyWords fail me sometimes. I have read most every word in the Websterโs International Dictionary of the English Language, but I still have trouble making them come when I want them to. Right now I want a word that describes the feeling you get โ a cold sick feeling deep down inside โ when you know something is happening that will change you, and you donโt want it to, but you canโt stop it. And you know you will never be the same again.
Jennifer DonnellyThere was a basket at her feet. She reached into it and lifted out the head of a young woman, a marquise. She wore Bourbon white to her death, but wears the tricolor now - white cheeks, blue lips, red dripping from her neck. Long live the revolution.
Jennifer DonnellyNamaste. It was a Nepalese greeting. It meant: The light within me bows to the light within you.
Jennifer Donnelly